Abyss of the Mind

A short poem my mind spit out when I cannot think of anything to write.

Left alone with my thoughts
Yet not a single word to write
Blank pages my enemy
My pen continues to betray me.

Overthinking, underachieving
Caught in a web of confusion
An attempt to put together a cohesive thought
Eludes me time and time again.

At a loss for words
Thoughts becoming a mere mystery
A blank mind, blank pages
Yet still I strive to write.

Cursed with these empty thoughts
A war breaking out in my mind
To write anything, is better than to write nothing.
I must continue on.