Imagine you’re struggling for words to write down
Rearranging the same words looking like a clown
Writers Block got you feeling like you hit a rock
Questioning yourself thinking that you suck
You’ll never be as great as you once was
Searching hard but your brain is in a fuzz
Everything you write down sounds so wrong
Almost like a broken song
With no lyrics or rhyme
Like you’re just wasting your time
Trapped in the same battle
Marching forward like lost cattle
Looking for new material
But everything taste like bland cereal
This rhyming thing is getting so hard
Feels like walking through a field of cold lard
I’m stuck on the same line
Wasting so much time
Days on days not a word to be add
I’m so frustrated and mad
Trying to create something new
Trying to get inspiration out of the blue
I really just have no clue
This block is just too hard to stew
Trying to get the inspiration to flow
But still the emptyness on this page continues to grow
Staring at this blank page
More and more this blockage age
Waiting for the muses to come back
Before I call it a day and hit the sack