Lovely post…..


photoWriters block has taken over like a disease
And I’m defeated by the fatigue of wanting to write words that I can’t find
Re-reading old ballads
As if past words could kill the challenge of expressing something newfound
I am bound and rejected even by words
Guided by a deafening silence that most have never heard
I presume I listen better when I fail in words
For then even the whispers of the wind become a privilege

By: Ja’Nise Andrea

… I feel like an artist with no paint

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