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When there are long lulls
in writing, a panic begins to creep in.
It starts behind the eyes
as they stare helplessly
at a blank page.

It moves into the hands,
holding pencils that write,
tap, and erase meaningless
stanzas that lack emotion.

The heart holds its breath
in abject terror as every attempt
to put words to paper is sucked
into a void of insignificance.

These are the times that I question
whether I am truly a writer—

I question everything.
Written by Eerie
Published
Author's Note
19/30
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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