Writer's Block

A pen that flows Is a pen that knows What it wants And where to go But when it stops It gets stuck Like myself In a rut There are things That I could write But none of my words Seem to bare light On this night Or this fright I could write About family drama But in reality I just don't wanna I could write About this boy You know the one That brings me joy I could write About that bitch My mother, I mean "Get back in that ditch!" But this pen doesn't know It refuses to flow It just won't go Because I've got writer's block