Writer's Block

It's early morning and I'm struggling,
To think of the words, not finding,
I've got writer's block
And I don't know what to do.

I've written about suicide and love,
Fan girls and posers, I'm done.
Tears and tantrums, screams and horrors,
The present, the past, what will happen tomorrow.

I've written about death and corpses,
Dorks,geeks, nerds and losers.
Hatred and wars, music and idols,
The end, the finale, the end, the finale.

It's early morning and I'm struggling,
To think of the words, not finding,
I've got writer's block
And I don't know what to do.

I've written about Gee and Frankie,
How much I love them, miss Mikey.
Secrets to keep, sake of lies,
The girl who always wants to die.

It's funny what comes out of writer's block,
I've got a whole poem,
And I didn't know what to say at all.
I haven't got Writer's block anymore