For the past few days I have had writers block. Everything I tried to write has been total crap. They say that when life gives you lemons you should make lemonade. So I figured why not write a poem about writer’s block.
Writers block is awful, it’s really quite depressing.
I have all these thoughts stuck in my head and no way to express them.
Staring at the computer screen, my frustration starts to rise.
I just wish I could write something, that I wouldn’t scrutinize.
This writing thing is killing me, but it won’t lead to my demise.
I’ll just have to try tomorrow, otherwise I’ll improvise….