Writer&#39s Block

August 29, 2009
By LaineyTheHippie BRONZE, Boca Raton, Florida
LaineyTheHippie BRONZE, Boca Raton, Florida
3 articles 0 photos 2 comments

Why is it
That at the very moment
The perfect words
Are created in my mind
And invincibility flows through me,
The cynical little child in my mind
Grabs the reins,
Showing me the truth of it all.

"Somebody's already said that."
Snickering at me,
Taunting.
"It's merely a dormant memory
And they aren't really yours."

At the very moment
The perfect words
Are created in my mind
I crumple them up,
Throwing them away
Into a pile
Among the countless others.


Similar Articles

JOIN THE DISCUSSION

This article has 0 comments.



Parkland Book