Three Days
Three days and the screen is still blank…
No thoughts,
ideas,
or inspiration.
Three days and the words are still absent…
No story,
dialogue,
or even a pun.
Three days of frustration building…
No faith,
motivation,
or fun.
Three days of wanting to quit…
No excuses,
passes,
or reasons to be done.
Three days of soul searching…
Wishing for,
hoping,
the words would come.
Three days when finally…
A letter,
words,
guiding like light from the sun.
Three days and the drought is over…
Some joy,
relief,
it’s now back to day one.
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