Ramblings: Wordsomniac
Lately, I haven’t been writing on my Tumblr that often. Most of my posts these days consist of songs, but I guess it is because these songs act as substitute to my own words. Instead of writing out my thoughts, I acted as a poltroon and utilized other people’s words in order to compensate for my own. But I am back. My appetance for sharing my words is too unbearable to resist. I’m a dipsomniac, except without the drink, it is for words. A wordsomniac then, if you will. I crave for the lines of words strewn across barren white pages, pullulating the screen with endless thoughts, pointless desires, and random verses. It’s the only way I can fully convey what I want to say when the word of mouth, and being put on the spot fails me. It is because I am allowed the time to to articulate what I want to say. If one were to really want to understand what I want, desire, or think about something, asking me to write it out would be more effective than asking me to say it. In a world drowned in ruckus and noise, I guess sometimes the best things happen in silence.
