Writer’s Block

Sitting in a dark room
A blank page
A white abyss stares at me

Desperately
Digging through memories
All dead ends

Jot a few words down
Trying to chain something together
Failure

All hopes of a masterpiece
Gone

Anything will work
Just a little something will work

Emptiness

The mind screams
Hoping to hear a whisper
Something

Silence

Dread
Lunacy
Anguish

The perfect storm

Is there anyone out there?
Can anyone hear me?

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