2The Muse of Writer's Block
The Damsel of Misery rises to greet me.
Hesitation and doubt poison the arrows in her quiver
And she shoots down any idea that runs by.
She drives her chariot along a high stone wall,
Blocking out my imagination,
And I can't find a way to the other side.
The Woman of Cruelty
Locks up my mind
And paralyzes my fingers.
How can I find a weakness in the wall
That rises up all around me?
I can write about you, Muse of Writer's Block!
And with the strength of Orion,
I break free of her chokehold,
And I can write once more.
So, since it's my birthday today, I've uploaded three new poems in one day! You should go review them! :D