Futility and Muse

Have you ever experienced the feeling of futility? There is no beginning, there is no end. Just a vast expanse of nothingness…just nothing.

I am currently going through the same phase and I really do not know whether I have moved even an inch in two years time. I am where I had started. I am where I thought I had left behind miles ago. I have seen those butterflies struggling against the glass. Thinking, that they can fly away to freedom. Ultimately, succumbing in the sun. I have freed so many of them. But there is no freedom from me. My car or my bike cannot take me away from where I want to escape.

I have to find a way to kill this pain by killing more pains around. I have to find my muse. ONCE AGAIN!