Mental apocalypse supreed's the inner thoughts
inbreeds with no perogatives..& sentimental scrots(scriptures)
Words that cant be re-written, bitten nor recycled..
because there not on the paper to begin with
Vocabulary and structure deminish, nothing to build
or finish... a stone wall caves ur inner brain
Nothing is flowing, like a winter-drain
been threw pain.. but nothing like this before
Insane inter-being, cant start the outer-seeing
thoughts galore', but nothing matching.. nothing more
The futile lock on the door, ur neceulus decepts ur core
neglects ur wantin of succes.. nothing matches the bore
Cant write nor spit.. no fight left, & nothing to begin-with
but just at that instant.. a flood apears
And the flower bud clears.. and the root nears'
and it sprouts, nothing clogging ur inner-thoughts
Just when you thought it was over...finished
just that instant...a new life to begin with
Writers Block

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