Dam

I've forgotten how to flow,
a dam was built within my soul;
Hitting it with all my might
won't make it brake, nor crack, nor budge.

I'm on the look for a new rout,
a way to lead me to the sea,
where waves of thoughts will hit the shore -
ideas as boats would set their sails.

Alas, it seems the fight goes on,
I won't give up and won't say die,
with bleeding nails I scrape the stone,
and watch them flow, the sands of time.