It

I felt it flowing through my blood
It was crawling under my skin
I was unable to shake it off
A leech sucking my very all

It is devouring me
Slowly, it is becoming me
There’s just no way to resist it
A vulture feasting on my soul

With time, I’m now enjoying it
Gradually, I’m embracing it
I always fail to defeat it
A demon now taking control

– February 4, 2020

Nothing To Say (Part 3)

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I’m running out of ideas
Sadly, there’s no panacea
It’s frustrating, this is so tough
All my effort is not enough

I have plenty of excuses
Instead of searching for fixes
But I cannot go on, I’m stuck
I can’t even find lady luck

I continue to squeeze my brain
But I’m only getting insane
And I still cannot find my way
That’s it, there’s nothing more to say

– December 4, 2019

Nothing To Say (Part 2)

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I have nothing to say
I can’t figure out a way
Please help me understand
How do I take command
When words are slipping away
How do I make them stay

Soon, they will disappear
What’s left is my renewed fear
Tell me this will be solved
Only a phase to evolve
But with a blurred vision
I’ll live without a mission

I am hitting a wall
Exhaustion is in control
I wish to be inspired
But the mind is blank, it’s tired
Slowly, they will be gone
Maybe this is it… I’m done!

– November 29, 2019

Nothing To Say (Part 1)

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A blurred vision
A faded passion
Lost and confused
But I refuse
To give up and quit
And face defeat

With a faint dream
An absence of gleam
Everything’s bleak
I feel so weak
And there’s no more word
Please help me, Lord

– November 27, 2019

I Can No Longer Write

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I can no longer write about your smile
And share your happiness with everyone
I feel this will go on and on for a while
Maybe this is the end and soon I’m done

I can no longer write about my thoughts
And express the ideas in my head
Whatever this is, I battled and I fought
But this fiend owned me, had me defeated

I can no longer write about anything
And play with words to build a masterpiece
It’s slowly consuming my everything
But a least leave hope so I can be at peace

– November 12, 2019

Arts

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Give me a line and I’ll start to write
I’ll combine the words and make it right
I’ll tell a story and give my whole
Igniting the readers’ mind and soul

Give me a brush and I’ll start to paint
The colours of my life without taint
I’ll show my other side, my passion
Depicting my world, my emotion

Give me a subject and I’ll capture
Notable moments in a picture
It could be a beauty or a mess
Reflecting existence, its realness

Give me a note and I’ll start to play
A music that is not a cliche
I’ll compose a tune that will remain
Soothing hearts, taking away the pain

– July 2019

Writing Struggle

It’s not that I don’t have any inspiration
But I am always left with so much distraction
Left and right, up and down, all I see is confusion
Look around and I can’t find my concentration

Maybe I’m stuck with no more creativity
My mind wanders but it’s the same activity
I try to focus but I’m hit with anxiety
‚ÄéMore of this and it will be my fallibility

And it’s becoming the epitome of puzzles
I try hard but I still don’t know how to tackle
I guess there are some things that I cannot handle
Just have to accept this is an endless struggle

– May 14, 2019