The Poets Silence/by:Haunted Lunacy

I will not be blocked! The poet said.

There must be more demons inside

this mad head. They live In every sigh

 and thought that I think, but yet they

  refuse to come out in this ink.

The voices they whisper, on deaf ears they fall,

for I can write nothing, nothing at all.

I scream to the heavens, please purge me of sin!

Please let me write those dark words again.

Gone is the madness I once held so dear,

It once filled these pages with tragedy

and fear . So I pick up my pen and stare at

the wall, but the devil inside me doesn’t 

come when I call, for I can write nothing,

nothing at all.