I sit
I stare
I wonder
Where all the words
Have gone to
Why
Oh, why
Can't I write today?
I mumble
And I grumble
Pacing around
Think
Just think
The words
Will come
If I can settle down
Two hours
Later
I walk away
Frustrated
Dejected
The blank page
Taunts me
Unapologetically
I turn & glare
Upon its nakedness
I shall not be
Defeated!
Racing to retrieve
What I have forgotten
My favorite pen
To scribble upon the page
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KA Stefana
I started writing as a hobby during quarantine. From a hobby, a passion bloomed. Author of Dark Fantasy with a twist of romance. Available on KU - The Origins of Darkness, The Daughters of Darkness and The Forgotten.
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Comments (1)
This is very relatable. But you can’t just force words out of you. I just listen to music when I have writer's block.