What do you do when you feel like writing but you don’t know what to write?
It’s not an annoying or irritating situation to be in. No! It’s more like carrying a heavy burden inside without being able to identify what it is. If I’m an empty bottle, it’s like wanting to shoot off the cap and spill its content. If I’m a drainage, it’s like wanting to get rid of its clogging and let water flow again.
I feel like crying but not a single tear would drop. I feel like screaming, but no words can be said. What am I to do? If not a simple spirit has lent its hand to energise me. What am I to do? If none of my senses has made inspiring hints.
I sense but I do not feel. I express but there is no wisdom. I strike my keyboards but writing it is not. What am I to do but to hope from Your Mercy? What am I to do but to beg from Your Majesty? What am I to do but to wait for Your Mystery? For there is no I without You, and there is no mine if not Yours.