Writers Block Poem by Matthew Foor

I feel it setting in again

Like the common cold invading again

That which cramps my writing hand

WRITERS BLOCK

Running on empty

Ideas running thin

Ambition on 'E'

Anything I come up with
just seems shabby

I cant even write about me

Feeling chained down

No longer free

My creativity is shackled to the frozen, fickle air

What I wouldnt give to be unbound

Something needs to agitate (shake) me back into my fluidity

INSPIRATION PLEASE COME FIND ME! !