I try to write a piece, but a thought will not travel,
From the depths of my mind to paper, buried under gravel,
Writers block, an invisible line of chalk, I can't see it,
Out of my vision, out of my sight, and yet I need it,
It's deceiving, on the tip of my tongue, well I'm done,
Engraved, small writing in my brain, a clouded sun,
A lost boy in the woods, every tree covered by mist,
At risk, not missed, as if he had never ever existed,
Any rhymes? I got none. Any lines? I lost them,
Paper's nothing without words, lyrical mind has got numb.
I cant really think of anything to write so i wrote something about not being able to write. lol.