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