Every time I turn you on and get ready to punch a key my mind freeze's. Why is it that in 12 years I look into my imagination well and I see nothing but blackness. A never ending black hole that I can even see a hint of light or a ray of hope. How do I wish for the words to flow out of my mind into my fingers and onto this sheet of paper as it did 12 years ago. It doesn't though. I sit here for one, ten, thirty minutes and all I see in a blank page laughing back at me. No I can't go through this day after day. I have to find release, I know there is something inside that well. I have to keep working, keep thinking, I know eventually the words will not only but they will flood my mind and my pore hands won't be able to write fast enough.
I have so many untold stories that could be share but this mind blocking fog is not lifting. Help someone please HELP ME find a way to lift this endless black fog. I want to tell my stories, I want to share my emotions, I just don't know when they went away. How do I get my best friend my Imagination back in full force.
Hopefully tomorrow will be the day. Even though I do not see the ray of light I know its there, small but yet so bright that eventually it will break free...
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My adventures salute you for being brave in giving me those words of wisdom which give me the energy I need to keep breaking away from this enclosed space.