Writer's Block

I've never had such a sense of Writer's Block
It's like all my thoughts are choosing to mock

It's strange to say I can't write a single poem
Because recently all I write, I through them

I sigh and think there's something more
But everything I write, right now it's such a bore

It angers me to know there's something there
Something wishes to be free; I can hardly bare

I can't stand this thing called Writer's Block
I wish to set my emotions free; I feel mocked

Not writing it burns; I love to write poems
But nothing good comes from them

I know for a fact I need more
Nothing comes out, just simple bores

I have to know what's in there
If I don't find out now; something will happen that I don't want to bare

I smirk and read over what I just wrote
Though it's not my best, it's still worth the vote

This will hopefully get me started back on my poems
I'll get out of this Writer's Block and Not through them