The paper mocks me

[DarkLunacy]

I sit at my desk, uninspired
Trying to focus on some old memory of a vision that once held in my minds eye.
The lack of emotion that fills my person is mildly distressing
But I cant seem to satisfy this need
This urge, this requirement to fill this paper
With words of my soul
But instead the soft blue lines mock me
Tell me "FUCK YOU" because I'm trying to do what I can't acomplish
I hate this dream
I should have opted to be a paper pusher

This is not to be taken seriouslly... I'm trying to drain out the block

[KittenX]

Yeah it sounds like ya a bit stuck in writer's block, but it's good to start and get your juices to flow.

[DarkLunacy]

Woot! 2 stinking verses!


Actions without cause left to reveal hidden pains
System quickly breaking down in this way
Never seeing the difference between your societies
Your mentals fucked up
Your mentals fucked up
Dreams fade away into distant memory
Corrosive nightmares slowly melt your brain
Welcome now to a new insanity
Your mentals fucked up
Your mentals fucked up
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Hopefully more will come later and the editorial process can begin

[KittenX]

Keep trying mate.

[osiris]

ah, yes, the sanctity of the blank page. how we hate for our efforts to defile it to be in vain, eh?


much love :)

[DarkLunacy]

ah, yes, the sanctity of the blank page. how we hate for our efforts to defile it to be in vain, eh?


much love :)Maybe I'm just stupid (maybe... right...) but are you insulting me?

[sylvanlightning]

I've read what you wrote. This is something we all face. Something I have done is write stream of consciousness. Writing down words without support that are dancing with you now. It doesn't matter what they have been or what they will become. Words of gentle power or harsh clarity any that reveal themselves. Step back and witness the poem writting itself. Let the words come from your mind, your heart anywhere is fine. Tune into what is coursing through you and allow what results to flow into itself.

[KittenX]

Something I have done is write stream of consciousness. Writing down words without support that are dancing with you now. It doesn't matter what they have been or what they will become. Words of gentle power or harsh clarity any that reveal themselves. Step back and witness the poem writting itself. Let the words come from your mind, your heart anywhere is fine. Tune into what is coursing through you and allow what results to flow into itself.
So true...at least in my case as well. Especially simply writing down words that are in my head helps me a lot.
Sometimes I may have just -one- word in mind and from there create, paint a whole painting.

[fulmah]

I agree with sylvan on this one as well, that's an effective technique. Another I like to do is going back to those old pieces and taking second looks at them... typically, it will inspire me enough to attempt an update, and the chance of success is worth the confidence boost. That will usually put me back on track again.

Lots of good stuff in this thread! You'll pull through darklunacy! looking forward to more from ya :sunglasse

[osiris]

lol. I am so tempted to say "i'll let you figure that out your self."

but, no. I am not insulting you. now, if for some reason you feel insulted, well... there's no thing that I can do to reconcile the fetters of your own perception, though I do wish you the best in shedding them.

much love :)

[DarkLunacy]

Ok I'll take your word for it