You are such pain.
Don’t you know that?
I try so so hard,
And yet you drag me back to the same hole I try to escape from.
What do you want?
What do you think you’re going to gain?
You think that taking my train of thought will give you more time?
Oh, well if that’s the case,
I can’t seem to win.
You drag me to a stop.
And then I try to think myself free of your grasp.
But you always get me every time.
Why do you target me???
I’m sorry. I have writer’s block...
Did I just write another poem...?
Maybe I’m fine.
You hold me close,
Like your puppet.
If I wrote this during writer’s Block...
If this is writer’s block for me...
Then I don’t understand why I think it’s so bad.