Oh, writer's block how you confound me.
You've become my greatest enemy.
Thought's buried in my mind,
why is it that you hide?
Words I plead with you to come out,
won't you please let the thoughts sprout?
All the thoughts have fled my head,
everything's already been said,
still I search and try to find
......
After shining so bright,
Off goes the light,
Suddenly my mind goes dim,
I cannot ignite,
My yearning to write,
It leaves me feeling so grim.
I’m fully aware,
This isn’t fair,
As I go on the search for a cure,
......
It's time to write, said I, but nothing came,
The page was empty, void of text and tone,
I looked down at the pencil, limp and lame,
A mass of worthless wood and staidest stone.
It's time to write, said I, but nothing worked,
The page beneath me, crinkled on its fringe,
Whose empty lines and whiteness had me irked,
Its incompletion frankly made me cringe
It's time to write, begged I, but nothing stayed,
Erased so many times I could not read,
......
I sat and stared for hours
at the nothing that I wrote
today the words just wouldn't come
no I idea would float.
no inspiration took me
no motivation came
all I had to show that day was a blank and empty page
i’ve never told a story
someone else had never heard
i’ve never wrote a book
because i couldn’t find the words
i’ve scratched out all the words
on the pages that i wrote
i’ve drowned letters in the water
and i’ve thrown them off of the boat
......
i’ve never told a story
someone else had never heard
i’ve never wrote a book
because i couldn’t find the words
i’ve scratched out all the words
on the pages that i wrote
i’ve drowned letters in the water
and i’ve thrown them off of the boat
......
After shining so bright,
Off goes the light,
Suddenly my mind goes dim,
I cannot ignite,
My yearning to write,
It leaves me feeling so grim.
I’m fully aware,
This isn’t fair,
As I go on the search for a cure,
......
It's time to write, said I, but nothing came,
The page was empty, void of text and tone,
I looked down at the pencil, limp and lame,
A mass of worthless wood and staidest stone.
It's time to write, said I, but nothing worked,
The page beneath me, crinkled on its fringe,
Whose empty lines and whiteness had me irked,
Its incompletion frankly made me cringe
It's time to write, begged I, but nothing stayed,
Erased so many times I could not read,
......
I sat and stared for hours
at the nothing that I wrote
today the words just wouldn't come
no I idea would float.
no inspiration took me
no motivation came
all I had to show that day was a blank and empty page
Oh, writer's block how you confound me.
You've become my greatest enemy.
Thought's buried in my mind,
why is it that you hide?
Words I plead with you to come out,
won't you please let the thoughts sprout?
All the thoughts have fled my head,
everything's already been said,
still I search and try to find
......