"Writer's Block"

My creative flow is gone

The groove long gone since its deadline

I have no fresh ideas

Why did I started in the first place?

I hated this damned block

Fear strikes up a disgusting tune

Was I never that good in the first place?

Tension builds steadily into a headache

I want to be a writer

I may not be that great

But I'm willingly to bleed for it

A/n- It's official, I want to work in theater/TV/Movies, some comfort please?