Writer's Block.
It's when different opposing forces come together
They combine, forming one.
Racing at the speed of light, the monstrous rabid animals strike, baring their murky yellow stained teeth, widening the black hole loosely attached to their coffee pelts
It drips of black substance, slowly, like burnt molasses
And swings around carelessly as if it doesn't matter who it swallowed
Choping down creates a loud echo of hollow brains and empty hearts
It can be heard throughout all
In the town
In the underground
In the slumber of a silly clown
Sounds of glee follows him like a lost puppy
But he is not the one smiling
For he has drunk his life away
The laughter never ends
He never wanted this life,
So he has stopped it.
Once the villain has gobbled you, you stumble and fall into an endless well
There you will spend the rest of your time, thinking
As you near the end of the well, you violently jerk your body to the left and-
