• procrastinating 9w

    On Writing

    The glamour of the creative awaits me

    Dazzling, bright and so vividly true

    Words, sentences, metaphors are the key

    Rummaging, the perfect word I pursue.


    Forever they elude me mockingly

    And sometimes they don’t suffice

    And after an hour I sigh tiredly

    Retreating to Tumblr, my supportive vice.


    This is the curse of the writer

    To imagine and never share

    To pull all-nighter after all-nighter

    Chasing universes that aren’t there.

    ©procrastinating