As I sat
And wallowed
In my good ol' depression puddle
I felt a lingering need
Bubbling up inside me.
Wanting to surface.
Needing to surface.
Inevitably, well, surfaced.
"Create, create!"
Was all it said.
So I created.
The flowing of my pen
unto the paper
Felt like a dream.
And an endless dream
It would become.
And sometimes, all you need is a push.
Nov 26, 2018
Nov 26, 2018 at 7:00 PM UTC
As I sat
And wallowed
In my good ol' depression puddle
I felt a lingering need
Bubbling up inside me.
Wanting to surface.
Needing to surface.
Inevitably, well, surfaced.
"Create, create!"
Was all it said.
So I created.
The flowing of my pen
unto the paper
Felt like a dream.
And an endless dream
It would become.
And sometimes, all you need is a push.
hehe depression puddle