Monday, August 27, 2007

Writer's Block

Writers Block,

As quick as I start, I stop.
Uninspired, I'm just so tired;
My fingers grow weak.
The bottom's my peak.
The worst is my best.
Myself I detest.
I can't get passed my blank canvas.
I'm my biggest critic,
Though I stand under five feet.
If I blocked, I'm beat.

Writers Block,

TIck Tock Tick Tock.
The clock shows I'm running out of time.
Filled with rhymes.
But I have to feel it in my heart.
Heart felt writing,
Takes me back where I start.
In love,
In pain,
I rather write with no emotion.
But emotion is my writer's block potion.

Writers Block,

I didn't give up,
But my mind already has.
My mind made up my mind for me.
This decision couldn't be easier if I made it personally.
I mean, I feel like I had no choice.
No chance,
What must have been done, is complete.
I love writing, but I can not do it anymore.
Blocked...I might as well be mute.
As quick as I start, I stop.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

yeah shawtyyyyy, never thought u had it in you, buh its good to know ur a real person

Shorty said...

awwwwwww thank you. I try to be real and if it shows in my writing then great. Thanks for the supportive comment.