A Blank Page

I feel the weight of a thousand buildings,

Feeling a break,

But unable,

And yet the sight of a blank page,

Pen in hand ready to write,

My thoughts are just as blank,

Unable to think of a single word to write,

Or one good enough to ink the page,

Even when I feel like a shaken champagne bottle,

Ready to pop,

And I try to force,

But it only reinforces the damn,

That holds back the river of thoughts,

Wanting to break through,

One day,

Hopefully I’ll be able to let the river flow,

And the thoughts go,

From mind to paper,

And relax once again…


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