Wordless
During a season of writer's block,
my pencil idly lays...
My notebook rests untouched on
my desk for days...
Whenever I receive a message
I don't know what to say in reply,
Frustrated with a loss for words,
Tears start to well up in my eyes.
Where is that key
to unlock the words?
Copyright © Riley Ryleigh | Year Posted 2025
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