Writers block

[mashead testing]

I pick up a pen but the words dont make any sense, I know what I want to write but it doesnt appear on the paper. I try and type waiting for some inspiration to come but it seems like it will never come. Someones turned off the tap and twisted it tight, feel locked into my thoughts, will I ever put pen to paper or fingers to keyboard in that magical thought provoking sense again.
Get lost in the dream of writing something worthwhile, something people can relate to and feel but no words from me can seem to spell out this empathy. My hearts knows it, my soul knows it but the pen refuses to listen.
Look around me for something to move me get my words in motion, I know once it flows it will be perfect but nothing seems worth the second glance, every chance, every oppurtunity wasted.
I dont appreciate this state of mind, words muddle and I struggle to create thoughts that I can process to words that will show emotion, I cant help feeling trapped, lost in the sea of my mind trying to get it to flow. I ride the waves of words but fall deep underwater, feel myself slipping too far into the ocean of wherever I was.
By this time, ive drifted but drifting was always inspiring. Never seeming to go anywhere for a reason, never seeming to appear to be trying but all along getting here, here is where I wanted to be with words on the screen something I can say ive achieved however insignificant it may be.

 

[FattyNutkin]

phat (like my nuts)

 

[E-girl]

My hearts knows it, my soul knows it but the pen refuses to listen.
sometimes the best words are just unspoken. but i think you've found them. you always write from the heart... and your heart says some beautiful things.

 

[Dagny]

You want that release. You need to put these thoughts down somewhere to have them validated, to have them acknowledged, to have them away from you for five god damned minutes so you can catch your breath before the next wave.
I know babe, and you've captured it. Thank goodness for people like you, minds like yours. You make my life more liveable, sweetie, and I love you for it mash. Thanks.