Pen in hand,
Words in mind.
The race is on,
My ink runs hot.

My soul spills out,
Onto the page.
I'm winning now,
My thoughts run thin.

But just when I think,
I have it won.
My thoughts flood back,
A million new ones to write.

My hand is cramping,
But I can't give up.
Write faster I say,
But I just simple cannot.