dry spell
some difficulty churning out alphabets

it is perhaps a failure to recall certain memories of the daily happenings.
maybe i am too lazy to put them into words
or facebook has become a bigger draw;
maybe twitter's 140 words would suffice
but still i think,
the problem lies with me afterall.

i have, rather officially, gone into a dry, dry season in writing.
i cannot write in acerbic undertones like how i use to
conforming to those societal demands, maybe; i don't know.
but words have certainly drained out.

what i need is not too far-fetched
though it seems a depraved notion as of now
i need some time, i guess.
just a little while to gather my thoughts and remember how i was
i need to forget what is correct

and start thinking like how i did
forget SPH, forget hedwig, forget tutorials and assignments
think justice and dignity and passion and freedom
and think writing.

and then, start writing.
maybe i would find it soon, afterall.
Writing, you scare me.