Poems block

“If you’re bored, write a poem!” I agreed, it initially seemed fun,

Until crunch time came, I sat there idly and I got nout done,

I was on my bed cross legged, for hours on end,

Battling writers block, the emptiness drove me around the bend,

“Use all your fears and insecurities and bring them to the forefront of your mind,

Use them for inspiration, to avoid the ordinary and undefined!”