what happens
when you want to write
but your mind draws a blank?
when you feel an urge
to speak on something
but you’re not sure what?
are you overworking yourself?
were you too lost
in your thoughts
that you threw together
some nonsense and tried
to make it work
against all odds?
do you self-destruct?
does your brain just
turn off?
do you lose your passion?
does all that you do
begin to feel
forced?
contrived?
mediocre?
are you really pushing
to do your best,
or are you just
writing things
for the sake of
writing things?
and how do you
bring back that passion?
how long does it take?
days, weeks, months?
can you bring it back
on your own?
or do you need others
to do it for you?
where does the passion start,
and where does it stop?
and is there a way
to make sure it doesn’t end?
because i don’t want it to.
Sunday, December 17, 2017
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