It took me like a month to overcome this hurdle
Helpless because I had things to write but putting it down was a struggle
This block was pulled down by a group of children who sang with passion
That I could feel the need to write with great tension
These days I've been doing more of mental thinking
That soon I'm afraid people might call me the clock that's always working
I didn't even have the time to say hello to my dear good Chuck
Or to tell my literary grandpa Nat Lipstadt, you rock.
I'm going to write this to everyone so you know that I care
And a few solid mental blocks wouldn't give my love towards you a tear
I've been here and there, trying to make ends meet
And in so doing I totally got caught up in the heat.
I wanna read more poems from dear CarissaKoons
The kind that gives me such strength I feel I could beat the goons
Such wonderful memories from being here, I could never erase!
I feel great knowing that I'm healed and ahead of the writers' block's phase.