A Home Shaped Box

Starting with a house

A place you feel at home

Feeling safe well up inside you

The walls they bring you warmth

The feelings you were after

You stay there in your solitude

The silence starts to feed, the ideas inside you waiting

A chance to come and shine

But outside is now a mystery

The world it’s calling to you

Ignore it as your ideas keep on swimming

I pool with no filter, the waters turning color

It’s ideas are all but filth

The windows stuck and the door is locked

While you sit inside the house that’s now a box

With terrible writers block.

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