It's been ten days since I've written.
Ten days I've been an uninspired mess.
Ten days I've had the little dizzies after standing up too quickly.
Ten days I've felt rug burn in my cheeks and cotton mouth in my eyes.
Ten days I've felt the grease ooze from my hair down my back.
Ten days I've found a home in the unswept floorboards by the door.
Ten days I've bathed in crumpled, ink infected papers.
Ten days I've drawn blood from dry lips no longer able to whistle.
Ten days I've doubted tomorrow.
Ten days I've...just...

Sometimes...
I lack the inspiration to write

Sometimes...
I want to sit back and,
rather than put pen to paper

I just want to read...
and enjoy the beautiful gems
on display here on HP

But the problem is...
there are too many gems
so many, I fear I won't grasp all
afraid I'd miss out on some,
some of the best ones.

So here goes...
If time passes and
I dont come by your world
its not because I don't care
neither because I'm too busy.

Sometimes I'm just overwhelmed!
So please forgive me
in advance...

I'm sorry