W.R.I.T.E.R.'S BLOCK

... is an excuse,
I made -
For the creativity;
That they tried
to kill.
That I allowed,
to be shackled.
Held back.
Suppressed.
Inside that black hole,
of black words
and the blackest paint.

Inside of  me.

Unnecessary emotion.
Necessary evil.


n.o.t  a.n.y.m.o.r.e
NO.


* Weeel...I is bach to teh writings...i mean, trying to write *

-A thousand Huzzahs to free expression and mad impulses and creativity gone wild -