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theblindblender · 4 years
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The Abused.
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theblindblender · 4 years
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The Death of a Man.
It has been quite sometime now since I am without a job. I used to do reasonably good or that is what I thought. Now when I am forcefully sitting idle and trying to ponder back to my job days, I am surprisingly blank.
I actually cannot remember my days of past clearly. But those were my days when I used to religiously follow the routine of my work and everthing else was centered around it. I was an earning man. I would do anything to earn more and kerp my family happy. So why am I in the fog now like someone has put ink to all my creativity?
Today, I am in a bad state with no money to support my family, frantically looking for a job, to keep my sons education on, to get food on the table, but I still cannot remember my past days of job.
So am I dead? Is that a conclusion?
How can I go ahead and try looking for the sane work when I cant remember my working experience.
I must be losing my sanity or is it just a bad dream.
Anyway I am a dead man. I want to be born again.
...alas I know, you can live only once.
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theblindblender · 4 years
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I am here bychance.
Or is there a purpose?
I love painting and writing. Interested in writing a blog.
Hopefully it works.
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