Finally Feel.

Long hours,

In front of the laptop.

Blank papers,

Lying on the tabletop.

Just stare at the screen,

Not do a thing.

Keep the papers clean,

Not a word to sing.

Like things are gonna learn everything on their own.

Like a song's gonna write itself on its own.

What is it this time?

Are you digging a mine in mind?

Trying to find the non-existent?

Exhausting your ever-growing thoughts?

I want you to stop.

Stop thinking for a while.

Put your thoughts out here.

Out here on the sheets.

Feel the relief.

The relief of letting out.

See your burdens lessen.

Lessen the pain you feel.

And finally feel the happiness.

The happiness that flows through your veins.

Feel the comfort.

The comfort that floods through your blood.

The feeling of being free.

Free of yourself.