Mar 2, 2016
It's been a year and counting that my writing has left me.
It's been a year and counting that it's becoming a struggle to write. The frustration and the desperation has taken me over. It's been a year and counting that my muse has finally left. I've never felt so empty that it almost felt like dying. It's been a year and counting that I've been staring at blank pages and scribbling whatever I could grasp in my thoughts. But all I ever got was nothing but empty phrases. It's been a year and counting, yet here I am still hoping. Hoping that one day the words will find their way back to me again. ~ Letters I’ll Never Send || Agonies of a so-called Writer
