Lost in My Mind

Writers Block

Oh no, it is writer's block,
Hours, looking at the clock.
Being unable to write…
There is no end in sight.

Every time the words start,
There’s an aching in the heart.
The mind goes blank…
This is a cruel prank.

Chewing up yet another pencil,
Ripping paper as thin as tinsel.
Unable to let the verses flow…
Letting the midnight candle glow.

Wanting something new this time,
There’s no reason or way to rhyme.
Ideas have all come and past…
Hoping this block doesn't last.

Nothing left untried;
The brain is now fried.
It is half past two…
This writer is through!