Writer's Block by Tia Voth


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Stuck in a room with perfect white walls.
Nothing comes in, and nothing dare gets out.
The door with a lock needing a thousand keys,
Blocks out all of my senses.

The need to get out, to finally break free;
Seems like nothing more than a dream.
Locked in a room that my mind has created,
Holding creativity and teasing my thoughts.

I am a prisoner of my own mind.