Blank Mind Poem by Rhonda Hiler

Im at one of those lost moments,
where my thoughts just make no sense.
I really want to write something great,
but my mind just took a break

I want to write words to take your breath,
but I seem to be in stress.
I want the hair on your arms to stand,
I just dont understand.

I think about my poet rank,
then my mind just goes blank.
I think about reviewer gravels,
and everything unravels.

All I want to do is write,
and Im trying with all my might.
Still nothing is coming to mind,
and it putting me in a bind.

So I geuss Ill just go to bed,
and dream of words instead.
So once again-good night my friends
God Bless all with all your pens