I feel the walls
closing in
again
Human stampedes
up and down
the hallway
Disrupting me from
the final outlet
The endless universe
of writing and creativity
The last
strand
of proactive hope
Saving me, from
the abyssal void of empty days without a plan
For this active
proactive
restless mind
That is the truest hell
There is nothing l o n g e r
than
e m p t y time
With no beginning
and no e n d
πͺ
Just keep writing, don’t give up
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Thank you :). I actually reached that conclusion earlier too! I can’t give in and the best stuff is written in my mind first besides
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This is one of your best work Robin.
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π² no way. I wouldn’t have thought so haha. Good to know, thanks π
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