Once again caught in that suffocating writer’s block, Sitting across a blank screen, stealing glances at the clock, Eyes weary, head heavy, I virtually cling to my sanity, I resist breaking down for the sake of my fragile vanity, I scream, sob, and squirm behind a deadpan guise, Deafening silence in my head feels like a slow demise, Not a drop of inspiration, nor a trace of passion, My idol mind haunts me like a ruthless assassin, I am lost when thoughts do not translate into words, Prompts and ideas thrown at me mimic a stack of turds, How do I replenish my creativity? I am clearly exhausted, Whatever fueled my imagination, I suppose I’ve lost it, My unfinished stories mock me during the night, Where do I get the motivation to end this plight? I need to indulge in new experiences, be spontaneous, It’s time to break through my bubble and find a new alias, A change of surroundings, a fresh point of view, Rejuvenation of the body and mind to start anew...
Gloria was born with a passion for writing and The Witty Minds is where she flaunts her creativity. She is a health and fitness freak, movie buff, animal lover, and coffee addict.