Running on Insults

The extent to which my writer's block has grown,

Is beginning to consume me,

My body aches,

And commas in the wrong place,

Grammar,

Spelling,

And meaning forgotten,

Emotion running too dry,

Or blinding to the viewer,

The brain is fried,

And all passion is surrendered,

Cliches are born,

In the midst of this mayhem,

And poetic justice stolen,

By the absence of a mind.

Reviews

[JohnnyB]

For someone still learning, you've done a a great job here. This is a concise piece that explains writer's block very well. It's just as important to know what a reader doesn't want and you succeed at that. A very colorful case of writer's block you had here ;-)

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

your usage is divine~ this speaks to every single writer who has ever composed thought and feeling into words~ I've hit these moments but have never been able to create such art out of it as you have done here~