So I pick up this pen
Aa I try once again
To explain what\'s going on in my head
I cant find the right word
And I find it absurd
That this fills me with panic and dread
So why must I write
Just to hide on plain sight
Or is something much deeper ar play
And where is the rhyme
That was there in my prime
Did it get up and just walk away
I have so much to say
But i can\'t find a way
To get over this damn writers block
So I\'ll calm down my mind
And should hopefully find
A way to crack open the lock
Guess I\'ll just leave it there
And I\'ll see how I fare
When I next find the courage to try
It may take a big scare
Or a sordid affair
For this block to curl toes up and die