Writer's Block

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Will my mind ever function again?
A blinking line,
mocks me.
My thoughts don’t flow,
a rushing river of deep
Nowhere.

To think of a thought
That can’t
Be thought.
Frustrating.
No footprints
Dare
To step on the
Snow white
Page..

Snails of words shoved against
Forgotten paths of my mind,
Lost in the dim abyss,
A never ending
atmosphere
that is
Open for anything
To appear fearlessly
In the darkness of
Lost everything.


But nothing comes to mind.
While I wait patiently for
anything,
a ship lost at sea,
Waiting.
Waiting,
for the lighthouse to save me .
But nothing ever comes
Only hope.

Hope of a better word,
A better thread of thought
To be sewn onto the page.
Will creativity ever come?





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