Struggling to focus, trying to write and losing my thoughts.
Where do I begin when it’s all blank?
Perhaps that’s where.
The emptiness, the feeling of nothing and the urge for it to be morning.
All of a sudden, that’s where I’m stuck…
Reminiscing about what could be, drowning in what it should have been, and dreaming of what would be.
Stuck but sure I will move at some point.
Further than this, closer to that.
Find yourself, Love yourself and Better yourself
muni’s thoughts 