I need to write,

But I cannot put pen to paper,

My words do not ease

Themselves eagerly

Into long lines of

Tantalising tales

Instead they stumble

Crash into each other,

Falter, delete, start again

A cruel torture

Mindless, empty… why?

I need to express

But I cannot,

The words will not come this time.

And writers' block is the cause of scars

Arms covered in a broken, blood-red line