Random Randoms

It’s been days since I sat down to write 
See don't know what to write 
It’s been days on end,weeks on end 
turning on my chair 
Making a rhythm with the click of my pen 
It’s been a fatuosfatuous journey 
trying to empty my heart
 
It’s clogged,I know it is, 
of draining emotions 
devouring perplexities 
each beat feels like the beat  of the gong when the sun is at its zenith 

My blood is boiling,its these thoughts in my mind burning like a furnace of fire! 
Giving up is not an option 
Yes,yes its been days on end 
trying to scribble on this pad 
but it’s as if a war between the adjectives has broken out in my mind 

My hands losing power 
fingers losing grip 
This feather is running out of ink 
It’s getting dry 
I’m getting dry!! 
Wait a minute!!!..... 
I can’t breathe.... 

My feelings are too closely packed 
duet compression 
You don’t get this frustration 
The pressures of this world have started 
to have an impact on my mentality
 
I Can hardly understand omissions 
This is overwhelming 
Where did my passion for words 
evaporate, 
Where did the rhythm of my soul 
disappear to, 

Oh, my communication between the moon and the stars 
Okay, I don’t want to make this 
intricating 
but lingering before this blank page is 
distressing 
Seeking motivation 

Desperately seeking inspiration 
Because giving up is not an option 

Yes, yes I know 
It’s been days on end 
weeks on end 
turning on my chair 
Making a rhythm with the click of my pen 
It’s been a fatuous journey trying to empty my heart......