Words deceased, as i plead for sound to succeed...
Nothing released, not an ounce of perfection free'd...
Lips quiver with thought, but nothin inspiring is taught...
As my mind fought, it arises with a feelin of distraught...
Anger keeps elevating to new heights, putting up a fight...
Functions are tight, as i struggle to even write tonight...
As hard as i try, i struggle to stir things, yet i know ideas are lurking...
Brains jerking, cant think right cause only the left sides working...
Tip of the tongue feeling, anger level is to the ceiling...
On the edge to stealing, but biting doesnt do healing...
Trying for that real shit, but my mind is completely oblivious...
I feel it, have the concepts aroused but just keep missing it...
Need to sustain my reign, and put all the doubters to shame...
Have the brain be drained, and a clean slate contained...
Deadline is approaching, do i need coaching?...
Upset feeling as each tic leaves thoughts poaching...
I sit and clear my mind, inside myself i search for a line...
As my teeth grind, my intellect is locked up and confined...
Vision of the win's acute, becoming desperate in pursuit...
All senses get the boot, all i feel is deaf, blind, and mute...
Only thing inevitable is failure, hopes crashed as the trails blurred...
Success deterred, Everything is off accuracy as if the scales stirred...
The results leave me in shock, my confidence was knocked...
Loss has been been locked, as an outcome of writers block...