I can't write anything

There is nothing in my head

The trees might be amazing

But to me they look dead

The ocean, such a site

For these sore eyes

But with that boring water

They just seem like lies

Now I understand there is love

And some beauty all around

But I just can't find it

There is nothing to be found

Life is nice

It has been so for a while

Death is the same

It can hardly make one smile

Now here is my problem

That really hard knock

I just can't deal with it

This writer's block