Character's Plea to a Lazy Writer“Don’t leave me. Please,” he begged.I sighed. “I have to. I don’t even know what I’m doing…”“No one does, that’s the point! It’s a learning experience, and honey, you’re losing.”“I’ve barely even done anything!”“And that’s the problem. You can’t give up now! If you do, I’ll….”“You’ll what?”“I’ll ruin my life.”“Uh-huh.”“I’m serious. Without you, I’m nothing.”“You’ll be fine, Luke.”“No, I won’t. I’ll become an alcoholic.”“Sure you will.”“And I’ll sleep with tons of women.”“Not my problem.”“And…I’ll…become an angry cat lady.”“You’d need to be a woman for that.”He pouted, grabbing my abandoned pencil and throwing it across the table
SilenceI want to tell the world.But I know you'll be reading.So instead, silence.
Drowning in lifeDrowning You hold your head Underneath the rushing currentAs you come back up gasping for breath you realizeThat life is not worth living without a risk or two To keep things bright To make things newQuit your job or take a hike anything to make things right for you Hold on tight to your friends and your heart But let yourself go at least once in a while
syncopeyou are a circle, i am a square.let's disagree with reality and calculate letters only,while our brains are set on imagination mode, we could do anythingwe can't.let's sleep in trains and stare at agitated strangers,while we laugh at their deformed faces, reflecting actual innerthose were mirrors.