chana

Writers block

BLOCKED. BLOCKED. BLOCKED. 

Mentally imploding . 

I can’t seem to overlook a sunny patch without the raging doubt of storm clouds and rain that drizzles over my life. 

No Florida 

Only I can feel deep pressure ... quakes 

Vibrations from a hidden temple beneath my feet 

I’m queen but nobody notices 

I’ve called on many peasants but not written in history 

The world is turning slowly now 

I’m starting to remember & it’s exciting 

The blue sky is peaking 

...& yet , I’m so far and small to reach anything .