Writer’s Block

Writer’s block

it’s like a lock

when I try to talk or write a thought

watching me constantly

like a hawk

I look inside the eyes of God

he explains to me why life is hard

and why I have these righteous flaws

my dime might not be mine at all

too late now because I’m involved

not long until my time is called

every single sign I saw

points straight to my final fall

I wrote this quote at my new job

look at how the rhyme evolves