Oh darn.

I have a curse!

An evil spell that overcomes many,

But today has chosen me.

Oh, the pain it brings to my hand,

My mind,

My imagination.

All these great ideas,

That cannot personify themselves

Onto the paper, into clear words.

Thoughts bubble just under the surface,

Adventures want to come forth.

But, alas, I am in a slump!

All my great Idea's are bottled up,

All because of writers block!