No windows no views

No doors into rooms

Alone in this large room

Writings on the wall of ways it could end

Threads on the floor of dreaded scenes

Too much words thoughts screaming too loud going under but not drowning

Creativity is fleeing like smoke leaving

Something’s burning there’s a fire

It’s kissing the walls and eating the floors

It’s getting too hazy in hear need help

It’s another writing block -_-