Head held high, despite the pain
Within air level, approximately 30 metres high
In a small room, slowly growin’ insane
Gasping, releasing a slow sigh
Feels like an orchestrate playin’
the squeak of a mouse, no of a crayon
and nails on a chalkboard
all in my head
feelin’ heavy like lead
The mouse (cursor) blinkin’ in blank space
waitin’ on me, probably gettin’ bored
I got nothin’.
This Headache is killin’ all the cre-a-ti-vit-y.
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My usual exaggeration…
Wa Salam,
Abdur-Rahman
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