
Chronic Writer's Block Tick TockChronic Writer's Block by =LittleWolfDreamer
The hands go on the clock
I stare into space
blank faced
Tired, trying
to figure out these lines
Words are in my head
I know it
Trying so hard to be
a poet
Things just don't
want to jump
from my mind to the screen
it seems
hopeless
listening to music
trying to get inspiration
it's all clashing
causing exasperation
this nation which strives
for immediation
that mindset ruins
my motivation
my situation hurts
my creativity
my family kills
my devotion
I can't write
the words I mean
The scenes I see
won't appear in front of me
a key
for my mind is required
to reach the literacy desired
lost I am
in this world of prose
wanting to

CaretakerShe was dancing around, drunk. Her arms were all over the place, and she had hit herself in the head a couple times.Caretaker by =LittleWolfDreamer
"Hey Juuuuuey!! Come joooooin meh!!" I sighed and walked over to her. She smiled and hugged me. "I... I think I'm tursty noa!" She stumbled over to the kitchen and I had to stop her before she grabbed the cotton candy vodka on the counter. "Babe, how about a smoothie?"
She giggled and said "Oooooh yeaaaaah! Smoothies are sexay. You should add sum-soom of that." She pointed at the vodka and walked back out into the living room, smiling widely. I shook my head and grabbed some ice cream out of the freezer. She always did this.
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