Student Publishing Program ::

Caleb L-B

Writer's Block

As I sit here pensively,
With a blank look strewn across my face,
No ideas come to mind,
No words constructing rhyme,

Frustration....

My mind vigorously flows,
Searching every aspect of my brain to find something,
Anything,
A spark.

My knees begin to tremble
As I glance at my peers putting pen to paper,
I think....
Why can't I do that?

As my anxiety grows
I gaze at the clock
It hits me. I finally realized:
I'm a victim of writers block.

[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2012 EDITION]