Poet's Block

My thoughts move, quicker than lightning
In desperation i chase them, but now im fighting
Im fighting my mind, searching for the word
the word that shows my thought, but this is absurd
It's a poets block,the scariest thing in the world
my pool is empty, the colors have swirled
I can't make sense of anything I write
And im in this emotional tunnel with very little light
It gets darker by the hour
My mind is running so much its running out of power
but I rest my head
lie down in my bed
close my eyes and think
clear my mind and blink
blink open that inner eye
my creative eye in the sky
and let my emotions do the walking
i let my moods do the talking
and as my fingers dance across the keys
as the intensity picks up and i almost feel a breeze
I realize that im finally free
my poets block has lifted and i say triumphantly
my struggle is over, Im back Baby