Writer's Block

I can’t write today, Or yesterday, Or the day before. I've been stuck in the city, When I've wanted to go to the country. I've been sitting in a car, Instead of flying in a plane. I've not been able to write, I've been blocked. The words have ran from my head. Ran to a place I've never been, Ran to a place I can’t reach, Ran from my grip, They have left for what seems an eternity. I need my letters back. I need my numbers back. I need my freedom of writing back.