Me and my head were at odds. War of the titans. My head and my heart.
WHAT IS A HEART?
I’m finding a painful lack of inspiration. Heavy everything. A tired lack of motivation.
I want to see beauty, hold the world in my palms. Feel the air rush against me…
I want to feel again that I belong here. Some kind of connection to this place.
Or anyone… even anything in it. Just a single thing is fine.
Somehow life became a cage, my body a cage, my mind a cage.
Where it all went so wrong, I cannot seem to place.