I’m a little stuck on a poem I’m trying to write about redemption. Trying to write something that starts off with despondency and ends with righteousness.
Here’s the beginning:
I once was lost;
Listless me, myself a mess
A blinded fool;
Helpless and hapless, here a wretch
Yep. That’s all.
I’m also stuck on a story I’m writing, but I think I’m just being lazy. I’ll get back to it.