Oh how I love the block....

I love how in a cold world you will always be there.
When things are looking up you pull me down.
My ideas are stagnant because I can't move away from you.

I love the block....

I love that you **** my dreams and take away my ideas.
I'm so inspired to be someone and enlighten my peers, but in your presence I am content with being another statistic.

The block....

Stole my soul
left me behind the pen
I signed my name

Then my ink went dry....

and my life is just another blank page.

.......