To describe, It’s a block in my head
Making all my thoughts blank.
I don’t know how to deal with it
And I have myself to thank.
I would try to write a song, but
My head is a desert plain.
This isn’t a very good way
To have a claim to fame.
Rumble, rumble, I hear them say,
“You shall not escape”
And these stones keep their way,
And bend me out of shape.
The shifty sands of my brain
Grinds these stones to grains,
But the tall scape, my desert plains
Are set to keep, contain
Clear in my head, like a cloudless sky
I see these stones create
A wall to keep these questions why
Locked behind the gate.
Slowly, slowly we march along,
The future is unknown
To this tune we sing a song,
For I am not alone.
I hear the buzzing in my ears,
The blocks have been demolished.
For when you lose your hopes and fears, you could be astonished.
That’s the end, I wish you well,
I hope this means a lot
For writing about your problems
Can bring you into thought
Hip, hop, as we walk along
Skip, trot, as we move strong.
Writing this has cleared my block,
I thank you guys for that,
I shall write along on this writing walk,
(Curiosity killed the cat)