I have so much anger I can’t even write- It’s been eating at me,
Day and night.
I can’t get it out- I can’t find the words,
It never makes sense- The words are a blur.
I know what I want to say- But I don’t know how to say it,
It’s like I’m surrounded by a wall of bricks- And I’m the one who laid it.
I can’t think straight now- My words won’t come together,
The only thought I have is to make my mind better.
It’s a writers worst fear- An internal nightmare,
The words won’t appear- And the thoughts are not there.
You sit and you think- And get absolutely nothing,
You think and you try- To formulate something.
It’s the stage fright of writing- Holding a pen and nothing comes out,
And if it does it’s garbage- This is what it’s all about.
Over coming adversity- Even through this you won’t stop,
Everyday you’re at it again- Trying to out smart this writers block.