Writing down your thoughts, feeling deep and personal, rereading what you wrote, and feeling like an ******.
Erase.
New introduction, new formation of words, unable to write them down correctly, cursing into the empty room.
Erase.
Sitting with your arms crossed, huffing as you readjust in your seat, taking a calming breathe as you try again, realizing that all of your efforts are futile.
**Give up.
Writer's block is the worst thing to have and I honestly just wrote down the last few things I did leading up to this and called it a poem. Have a good night, fellow writers.