Written by: Hazel Connelly

A thought with no inspiration at all
Not even a sentence, nothing small
This writers block has got to me deep
I toss and turn and cannot sleep.

Oh this curse can't last forever
Words and I belong together
Usually the words flow free
Maybe they need a break from me.

Well I guess I have nothing more to say
The words just simply have gone away
Maybe I should take to my bed
Then I can dreamof words instead.