Do you know that dark space
A poet enters
when words refuse to come forth

A dark black void
A blinding white sight
When thinking has stopped

Only the bot works on
Day in and day out
With thoughts not of the sane kind

With questions questioning the self
Can I even write?
I’m surely not good?

It’s these days that we need reminding
Why we started writing
Not for the likes

Not for the blog views
Or the follows or the site traffic
Not for any of that

Not to please someone
Not to make money
Naught but for the reason

That it’s oxygen
That it’s who we are
That it’s necessary for our souls

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