what does it mean
when my mind goes blank
overwhelmed by an empty page?

writing is a daunting endeavour
never knowing where it will go
if it even goes at all.
writing is like driving a car
sometimes it's smooth and easy
other times it starts
and stops 
and starts
and stops
engine sputtering like thrown up dreams
stomach sick as it tears at the seams

writing is like having half finished thoughts
sometimes it rhymes
sometimes it doesnt
sometimes it flows
sometimes rhythm is interrupted

my brain hurts from straining
aching to produce ANYTHING.
maybe something deep
meaningful
sad, or hopeful
but anything 
is better
than nothing.

because when we are nothing
we have lost it all.
and if I am nothing
what's the point of it all?