A Writer's Soul

Struggling to write,
Think, talk, anything,
But…nothing,
Nothing comes to my head,
Because I keep drawing blanks,
The words on the tip of my tongue,
As soon as I try to think of them,
A cloud roams over my thoughts,
Static coursing through,
Stealing any semblance of thoughts,
Of…me.
Lights go on,
And the room stays dark,
Lost in the things I can’t find the words for,
Struggling,
What was it I need to say…?

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