
Art Block PoemMore Like This
Art block, why are you always in the way?
When I want to draw things you leave me sitting here all day
Nothing to do, nothing I've done
All things I've planned I haven't even begun
I've wasted my day, I've wasted time
Murdering my mind is your devious crime
Like a storm you roam in the brain
Distract and steal my ideas
Only to make my mind insane
What am I to do when doing something I refuse
When your always controlling my life
And the time I lose
The things I love to do
Are all taken away by you
but you give me the choice to write
because that gives me the ability to choose
Art block can cover images in my head
But not the w