I sit and stare at an empty page,
Feels like forever in an intangible phase,
Words get lost in my head for days,
Blank spaces before me look like an impossible maze,
Full of twists and turns that lead to mirrors that betray,
I canât find a way to get through this block thatâs replaced.
This space of creative thought thatâs now a black hole,
Takes my ideas chew them up and swallows them whole,
Wh...