I dream the door is locked
I dream daddy is knocking
“Kelvin. Kelvin, are you in there?
“Open the door.”
I dream he starts to panic
So Why Has This Happened to Me
I have never been here before — not being able to write. I always believed what Maya Angelou believed, that if I never spoke about writers block then it’d never exist. Well, I’m here now, and No, I never said the word — writers block — out loud, so why has this happened to me?
I am not sad. I just want to stop living.