Twist, It Fits - 5minute Freewrite - fresh
Many an interest drowns for new ones.
A sudden shift, what I once chased no longer fascinates.
The wound heals. The interest disappears.
Restless nights, romanticizing progress.
Days come when neither solace nor comfort exists,
and the mind deceives.
Occupied, yet no interest remains.

Move on…
Move on.
It seems the only thing people care about is
getting things over, moving on.
Am I chasing light,
or just shadows of what once shined?
Reflection blurs,
a mimic of desire, a mirror cracked.
Twist, it fits.
Some shine,
worthy of praise.
Others,
a mere copy, a hack.
- Not trully a freewrite, the last phrase is old.
Ithink it fits -
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A good freewrite. Isn't it about writing what is in our mind even if these are old phrases?
I believe the loss of interest is also due aging and if it comes to me the loss of home, future, health years ago. What remains is slavery, tears and no future.
I hope you find a way out.
Welcome and Steem on!
We'll find the way togethor. Future is quite uncertain, yeah.
Thank you for your appreciation.