Mental brain freeze
Motionless likes still water
Snapping of the fingers?
Thinking…waiting for the light bulb
Staring at a blank page
Write a word
Write a sentence
Leave the blank page behind
Could you say I’ve lost my motivation?
Maybe from all this writing I needed a literary vacation
So many topics to expose
But exhaustion and burnout keep the book closed
And the pencil down
And the light bulb dark
For some reason
I look at the empty space
It calls my name, yearning for my thoughts
Wanted to hear what I have to say
But I have nothing
I think, I think hard
I find an idea
I go to write my idea, starting with the first letter and the first word
It never makes it to the page
What if it’s a stupid idea?
Maybe no one will really care to know
I’ve hit writer’s block
So much of something can be too much
But I miss it
I miss the expression
I miss the opinion
My person is unique beyond reason
And my person misses the chance to express herself
I have ideas
I have more intriguing thoughts?
Are you ready to hear?
Or are you suffering from literary blockage?