Stuck | Teen Ink

Stuck

November 12, 2015
By CalebSchlaack SILVER, Oshkosh, Wisconsin
CalebSchlaack SILVER, Oshkosh, Wisconsin
5 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.


I stave off writing my fate,
Jibberish jitters through my lobes
Cluelessness I wished to mitigate.
Every idea seems to fade away,
Causing me to be increasingly irate,
Like an avian wishing to migrate.
A time I find fit to write has come
Except my pen has scribbled too late,
The ink of my fingertips has dried.
Helplessly trapped within my crate.
Away from me on ice my thoughts skate.
Desire increasingly innate,
Mind wandering with a wide gait.
Things like molecular weight,
Mortality rate,
Maturity date,
Psychological state,
Wait,
Now above this wall I can navigate
The paper's thirst for word I hope to sate.


The author's comments:

This is about writer's block, pure and simple. It also follows a hyperactive mind.


Similar Articles

JOIN THE DISCUSSION

This article has 0 comments.