I stared at the white space for long. Poets Of The Fall blaring in my ears. I wanted to write. Thoughts were buzzing in my head like bees over honey. "Calm down" I said to myself "Calm down!" but my mind is rebellious. It never listens. I think its karma - what goes around comes around. Yet, I won’t give up. Nah-ah! Not possible.
I tried to catch snippets of thoughts that flashed in my head. I ran like a maniac. They were fast. And they evaporate. Puff! And they were gone! Even before I can think them over. Like flings. Like sparks. I feel the pressure building. I need to express. i NEED to calm down. N E E D.
The white screen was screaming. I had to do something. My mind was on fire now. Funny it was, the cause of fire unknown, yet it really sting. Heat. Burn. Crumble. Agh! No, not anymore!
Hibernate *click*
