A WRITER’S BLOCK
by a writer, Shanley Nicole A. Cabaguio
The first word is always the hardest to type, Or to write, Or to think about. Papers after papers, The words flowing Are starting to feel like nothing.
What am I supposed to be writing about? When all I can see were dull clouds From the window of my bedroom. And all of me is being consumed By the loneliness, By the stillness.
The world stopped, And I failed to adapt.
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