Absence

My mind is reeling
Yet not knowing a feeling

Unable to think
And the absence of ink

As I work through this block
I stare at my clock

I don't like to hear
That my mind is unclear

Yet I'm still contemplating
How this is just so degrading

I figured out a long time
That I just cannot rhyme

But I still sit here trying
Even though I am crying

It's not that I'm sad
But it's because I'm so mad

Just my absence of ink
Inability to think