Writers Block
Oh, writers block, how I dislike you.
Oh, how annoying I find it when I sit at my keyboard trying so hard to write something, only to end up with a blank page.
Oh, how it sucks when I can’t think of anything worth reading.
You make it so hard for me to be an artist of words, preventing me from creating.
And when I am able to create, you tend to come in at the worse times, halting production and possibly making my creation impossible to complete.
Oh, how many ideas ended up in the trash because of you, blocking my way and ruining the fun of creative writing.
How am I to create my fantasies and dreams, both of day and night, with you in the way? What use is this imagination of mine if you keep bugging me?
I only want to make stories that people can enjoy. I want to make people smile. Why would you want to prevent me from making people happy?
Please, writers block, leave me be. I can’t become a great writer with you in the way, blocking my path.
Leave me alone, so that I can create like I once had as a young boy during my early days as a writer.
Just... Just go away, and let me write in peace. It’s all I ask.
Please?
The End?
