I can not write a poem; my brain feels fried.
It can do no more.
It is as though all my creativity has been trapped, isolated in a room without a door.
I fell no inspiration, no ideas are coming to mind.
And as I hold this pen in my hands I can form no words on the lines.
When I think I'm finally on to something it quickly leaves my brain.
Leaving me frustrated and thinking this is all in vain.
So I'm sorry if you wanted to hear a poem that surprised or shocked
but I just can't give you one, for I have WRITER'S BLOCK!:)
