An old acquaintance came to stay
i could not make hime go away
I fought and fought with all my might
the more i fought the more he'd fight
I tried whatever i could do
but he always stuck to me like glue
Holding me prisoner in my own head
The thoughts i had could not be said
Trapped inside a hopless cage
He stopped them flowing on my page
And when i thought that i was through
i realised what i had to do
I did not fight him any more
he'd won the fight but not the war
I pretended that he was not there
and at first he did not care
But the less I cared
the worse he faired
now i was solid as a rock
and that acquaintance? - Writers Block!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem