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It’s traumatic not knowing what to type It’s that edgy feeling till your thoughts ripe Its difficult to sleep in peace I place a variety of words on a leash I sit with a cup of coffee With my laptop glaring at me My mind is weakened My soul is vacant My cursor is blinking impatiently And I am deleting each line repeatedly My hearts not burning with sorrow My heart is happy but hollow I don’t feel anything extreme I don’t feel generous or mean My mind is at peace My thoughts are at ease And until an artist can’t feel Their thoughts are concealed So I need to dig in deep And let this moderate feeling seep. -Zainab Attari
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Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 2:14 PM UTC
Dilemma
It’s traumatic not knowing what to type It’s that edgy feeling till your thoughts ripe Its difficult to sleep in peace I place a variety of words on a leash I sit with a cup of coffee With my laptop glaring at me My mind is weakened My soul is vacant My cursor is blinking impatiently And I am deleting each line repeatedly My hearts not burning with sorrow My heart is happy but hollow I don’t feel anything extreme I don’t feel generous or mean My mind is at peace My thoughts are at ease And until an artist can’t feel Their thoughts are concealed So I need to dig in deep And let this moderate feeling seep. -Zainab Attari
A writer's block is the worst phase, isn't it?
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Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 2:14 PM UTC
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