THE LAZY WRITER! (I)

Read carefully and slowly.

I will be putting down my thoughts and I employ you not to judge me but read with an open mind.

What are my thoughts? Well, my thoughts are many but right now I must pour this very thought on the walls of my social media sites. My wordpress link is in my bio. Feel free to check my other thoughts from 2016.

I will be pouring out what probably is someone’s biggest problem, the feeling of not been enough or just plain uselessness.

My heart goes out to those who have crept into depression like I did some years back also. Remember depression is like quick sand and sinks a grown up slowly and steady till the human is no more.

What are the major issues surrounding this state of mind? Simple, needs and wants that push an individual to questioning their reason for existing. Remember I said existing.

I believe strongly that I’m not alone. These thoughts were basically hunting me for years and in that mood, my writing career started. Yea, I became that broke writer. I was so sunk deep that I wrote stuffs I still read in shock today. Did I write that piece or something else used me to write them? An answer for another day.

Writing has it’s glory but the pain involved is so easily ignored. Trust me, I don’t blame anyone for that honestly. I just think that my writing will walk with me till I lay down on my death bed.

My service to humanity is dependent on writing what most writers may ignore. Writing about the most distinct feelings and the most difficult pressure we face each day. I don’t regret my position on being honest with my writing, there are no narratives, just pure impressions poured on walls that paint a picture or pictures in your mind.

I’m not the best writer, I’m the only writer doing this and every time I write, be rest assured that I’m rubbing your soul with mine. You can’t resist every piece of me.

My name is David, I write it out. My style is eccentric and has marks of discipline and painful plain truths.

You are enough, I’m enough, we are all enough for each other but most times we are just ignorant of the basic principles that keep us at each others service.

You are not existing, you are living in purpose.

I will buttress it in my next piece. Stay with me.