Restless blackout on the blank page.

The restlesss blackout surfaces on he blank page. This swollen paralysis of my candid voice fails to sustain my reveries in shared language. Fearless barriers test the permission of revealing mindful cadences, drifting them into silence. Unfolding secret hopes of penning my private world on paper are defeated into numb lines. Illusions of faith try to reason with the insistent flaws that reflect foolish grace. The vague half-spoken opinions fade into a library of chained poems that would heal my life.