Zeth
New Member
As I stare at this blank sceen I try to form something,anything
Ideas are plentiful and rich,
but when I try to get them out of my head and on paper they slip through my fingers like water,
Ain't that a bitch?
Even now I post pointless rants and drivel,
I fear my mind has shriveled,
This attempt at poetry is a crock!
And now I curse this damned writer's block.
Ideas are plentiful and rich,
but when I try to get them out of my head and on paper they slip through my fingers like water,
Ain't that a bitch?
Even now I post pointless rants and drivel,
I fear my mind has shriveled,
This attempt at poetry is a crock!
And now I curse this damned writer's block.
