Locked Rooms
Please someone help me just nudge vocal my way to help me sort my problem. Sometimes the hardest part of writing is being unheard. This poem is the record of that struggle. Even when doors stay closed, I keep writing. I hope it reaches someone who understands. Have you ever felt your words were stuck in silence?
Locked Rooms
I need to explain this carefully,
Because it is easy to misunderstand.
I am still able to write words,
That part has never been taken from me.
What I cannot do is publish new work.
I cannot begin anything fresh or new.
I am only allowed to replace old writing,
Words that once already existed here.
For over three weeks now I have pleaded,
Sent message after message, quietly, politely.
I have begged for help to fix my broken account,
Hoping someone, anyone, would finally reply.
No one has answered.
No ticket number.
No guidance.
Just silence where support should be,
And days stretching into weeks without response.
I can see the challenges listed,
I can see the paths to progress.
I simply cannot step into them,
Because my access has been blocked,
Even though I paid for it in full.
I am left here, rewriting what already exists,
Unable to begin anew, unable to move forward.
My effort means nothing where silence sits,
And pleading, begging, has yielded nothing.
I am not asking for special treatment,
Only for the fairness I was promised.
Writing alone is not enough
When doors are closed and no one answers.
Still, I write.
Still, I try.
If this is read, then know the truth:
I am a writer, left unheard,
And my account remains broken,
Despite all I have done to reach them.
It’s now saying Nested problem ?
If anyone is friendly with Vocal,
Could you nudge them, even a little,
To see this problem, now three weeks long,
And ask if they might contact me to help fix it?
Marie381Uk is my account.
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About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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I had this problem once, I deleted the cookies from the browser and it fixed it.
About your "Locked rooms" story (in case old comments stay from other stories when you rewrite a piece): try using a different computer, or even your phone. Use Edge instead of Chrome or the other way around. Logoff, and log in again. If the issue persists, then you can be sure it is your account and not your device. Hopefully you get help from the support team!
Hahahaha, so clever! Great job! I do shop on Amazon but I think the humor in this reminds us to cautious where we shop and to read reviews.
Another funny one for you, but actually I like shopping on Amazon and having a lot of luck and sometimes even getting things free from time to time. Good job.