Forever it seems like, my mind has been blank. I haven't been able to write anything that holds any importance. As I sit here, with pen in hand, I try, pray, search, for an idea. A spark. Something. Anything. For me to write again. Something to ignite the imagination that was once so present within me. Its like missing an arm. A prized possession. That one person. My voice. My heart. My brain. It's lost. It's missing. I'm missing. So I ask you, paper, please help me find it. I'm insignificant, as you are. I'm blank, you're blank. We're empty. But together, together we can make something magical. Gorgeous. Significant. Perfect. Brilliant. Like we did once before. So long ago. So, I ask again paper, lets make something brilliant. Perfect. Significant. Magical. Gorgeous. With the aid of this pen, this blank brain, and you paper, we can become astronomical.
Are you ready?
 -X-Scarlett-Rapture-X- · Sun Oct 28, 2012 @ 05:26am · 0 Comments |
