"Drawing a Blank"
"Drawing a Blank"
..A writers fear..
I shutter to go near as I gaze upon the white light
Images of my past constructed words slowly float beside me
As I stand in the blank nothingness that is my mind
Then Dark portraits and figures that I created and brought to life
Begin to appear and move toward me from the distance
One by one the shadowy figures followed by evil landscapes
Fall to their knees in front of me gravling at my feet calling me master
I am not your master, I tell them, I am only your creator
For everyone has their own choice to who they will become
Then in a Dark cold voice I hear one of the figures whisper
...Oh but you are so much more...
As he lifts up a demons mirror to show me my reflection
I look only to see myself in a long black robe
Wielding a scythe Just as I wield my pen
..As If I was going to change the world..
Strong with my new found ego and an evil grin
I snap back into reality!
Then as I begin to put the words on paper
..Yet Again..
..I draw a blank..
A poem by: TheAngelOfDeath
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