Writer's Block Poem by Ruby ...

I've had writer's for quite some time now.
It's like my mind is on strike.
I can't form a coherent thought to save my life.
Mindless and endless ramblings,
Of all things insane.
That's what my mind consists of these days.
I can sit for hours on end,
And my all my pen does is tap.
I have no inspiration!
Nothing motivates me anymore.
Things used to scream out the words for me to write....
Now they are just things,
Lifeless.
Forever doomed to be inanimate.
Am I to be like this forever,
In this utterly depressing state of all things uncreative?
Will I too become inanimate,
If I can't bring life to things with my words?
Oh writer's block,
The things you do to me.

~Ruby...(Hopefully everyone can appreciate this, and also see the irony behind it.)