The Dreaded Wall!
No inspiration springs to my mind
The dreaded wall; writer’s block, nothing I can find
Discarding ideas the minute the idea strikes
I write and I write, but there’s nothing that I like
I’m at the point where I’m thinking, ‘What’s the point?”
Nothing, not even something that get’s my nose out of joint,
Inspires me to put fingers to keyboard
I feel so out of sorts, so out of my gourd
I’m the kind of writer who’s easily distracted
The dreaded disease of writer’s block, I have so bad contacted!
Where is my inspiration, where is my muse?
Where is my motivation, and some good ideas too?
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