Writer's Block:

I'm ready to sit down and write,

but I'm unable to capture what's within,

Frustrated I begin chewing the top of my pen.

I sit for hours drawing scribbles across the page,

my emotions now locked up inside my brain in a cage.

Now I can't think, I am scrubbling on the pages just wasting my ink,

My emotions and my brain just wont sync.

So many great Idea's have now disappeared, my mind

just went blank, everything has been cleared.

I give up....

for the moment I put down my pen and take a walk,

maybe I'll walk around the block,

Maybe my brain will set lose those emotions that were locked.

I didn't intend to talk a walk, I had so much to write about

until I met with writers block.