Writers block

by Child of God   Jul 10, 2008


This blockade That I'm caught up in
Wont let the slightest thing pass through
Holding things within
With important things to do

Colors that need creating
Words that need exploring
Situations that need explaining
Rebels to rebel conforming

Blood that needs to shatter
Images that need to spill
Silence that needs to clatter
Numbness that needs to feel

Impossible given the chance
Feelings floating free
An unexpected romance
The blind taught to see

Pencil pen and paper, right in front of me
If only writers block would tonight set me free

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