frozen

Flight or fright?

Frozen

Frozen

Frozen

Shaking fingers and uncontrollable nerves

The eyelashes get sticky

Until she can't see anymore

No use

The writer's losing her touch

She's frozen in place

I'd better wake her up.

The world doesn't have time

For your messy make-believe

The games you play

Are reasons for shame

Stop asking "what if"

You're not good enough

You're just wasting time

By complaining about food.

Frozen little writer

Who can't get her words out

The stuttering is embarrassing

For someone so "profound"

The procrastination caught up

Or maybe you're numb

There's no getting help

Because it's your fault

Keep the fear shoved down.

Go on, pretend

Return to the way you were before

Before your life took a spiral

And you realised your self worth.

You should've really kept your cards closer

Straight to your chest, like the rest of us

Maybe with some common sense you'd have known

You were always going to lose

If you didn't cheat your way through it.

There's nothing more to explain now,

I hope the water starts to boil;

A writer who is frozen

Doesn't deserve such colourful dreams.

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