writer's block

this fucking sucks
i can’t write anymore
i don’t make sense to myself
let alone anyone else
my writing has departed from me
i can’t find it, i don’t feel it
my brain is done…how…why
is my brain infected by devils
keeping me from my passion
i am the lone wolf, all alone
my pen is no longer mightier
than my sword
i can’t figure out this puzzle
that my head has created
i can’t write…what the fuck
i miss it, i need it
but i’ve lost it, it’s not inside me
please come back
i can’t take it anymore
i’m an artist with no paint
can anybody help
no, they can’t, only i can figure it out
this steel trap that has imprisoned my
passion, my thoughts, everything
i feel like i’m in the twilight zone
i can finally read but i broke my glasses
i am fuckin trippin
ego trippin like de la soul
i don’t like my writing
nobody does, no love
for my disturbed soul
i give up, i retire
my spirit has been defeated
but i can’t quit
not a part of me
i will keep searching
maybe i will find what i need
if not, i will die trying
for now i’m tired
i’m gonna g………………………………………….

writer's block

marcfidler

READING, United States

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