Writer's Block

I can't think of a single thing,
I can't tell everyone what I wanna tell.

Everything is on the line.
When you came to my life, you became one of my ultimate adversaries.
We battle everyday, just to see who will suffer.

So, now I'm still typing in this very keyboard,
To tell you to go away.
I would even have to kill you just for you to go away.
But I can't.
You're already a part of me.

But there are times when I needed you the most.
When I don't need to think, you're there, ready to take on my mind.
And that's just a little things.

Things are better when you're gone...
I think.
Everyone pretty much hates you.
And everyone pretty much loves you all the same.
I just don't know why.

So, thank you, I love and I hate you,
Writer's block.