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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Published by Caleb James

Caleb is a freelance writer, aspiring novelist, and an avid reader. He is the creator of DPW and enjoys editing and helping other writers with their work. When he's not writing and sipping fine whiskey he can be found at the gym, hiking in the woods, or spending time with crazy Siberian husky Nitro. View all posts by Caleb James