I suppose this was written about how I used to often feel guilty about not writing anything for a period of time, and would often try to force myself to write and be creative when I had no inspiration. I would feel bad about myself as I was not meeting self-expectations.
Recently, I have not had any motivation or inspiration to write, and I have learned that’s okay. No one can be creative all of the time, and you shouldn’t let that affect your self-esteem.
I force stars into my eyes
Scorching my mind until black
Dust bleeds from my ears and
I can only hear burning.
My heart blisters and my skin melts
And I still feel nothing
As I force stars into my eyes.