Writer's Block
Slow me down
Limit my speed
Dwindle me down to my thoughts
My feelings don’t matter
At least not to me
Unless they’re used for poetry
Maybe I should go back
To the dark places I’ve been
Where I could no longer breathe and I forgot how to swim
Maybe then I wouldn’t be able to sleep
My deprivation would overpower me
Maybe then I’d be able to write
Of my sorrows as they swirl all around me