Uncharted thoughts swirl in my head
While blank pages stare me down.
My pen takes a beating
As I vent my anger on its cap
Though my eraser look on by the sidelines
Happy it won’t be used today.
Crossed out words and ink smears
Mark my utter frustrations.
Why won’t the words just come out?
The silence is too overbearing for my thoughts
As I scan the room for something inspirational.
Tap goes my foot
Click goes the pen
I start wasting my time all over again
Maybe I’ll try again tomorrow…
