
I can talk and talk
I can babble and gaggle
Witter and blabber
Drone and bore
Yet I can’t find my voice
I want to write my story
The words fail to flow
Create a language
From the images in my head
But the words
Are jammed inside
And left unsaid
I sit before the screen
Rivers of thoughts
Run through my mind
Like a broken down car
Blocking the way
The words pile up
One behind the other
Impatient and jostling
Tripping over each other
I choke on my frustration
On the words unsaid
The blank screen taunting me
Again and again
Phoenix

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