My hand glides across the page
Oblivious to what it's scrawling
Ink drags in streaks and curves
Without connection, without heart
Empty pages full of words
Words devoid of meaning
Hollow, cored, happily emotion-free
Unraveling
Undone
Scribbles to pictures
Doodles to dreams
The book is full of filled up pages
Vapid thoughts in black and white
There is the whole of who I've become
The nonsensical ramblings
of an underworked mind
Mar 14, 2014
Mar 14, 2014 at 10:07 PM UTC
My hand glides across the page
Oblivious to what it's scrawling
Ink drags in streaks and curves
Without connection, without heart
Empty pages full of words
Words devoid of meaning
Hollow, cored, happily emotion-free
Unraveling
Undone
Scribbles to pictures
Doodles to dreams
The book is full of filled up pages
Vapid thoughts in black and white
There is the whole of who I've become
The nonsensical ramblings
of an underworked mind
