• These words, these words that beg for release!

    Pounding their very meaning into the boundaries to which my sanity and mind hold!

    My head, it aches! And my stomach, it quakes! Oh what atrocity does this day bare…

    To whom do these compilations of verbal manifestations wish to reach?

    To where do they wish to fly?

    Argh! This wall! This horrid obstacle! It mocks, and ceases to stop!

    Allowing the words that are bottled, allowing the words that seemed toppled, to do nothing but press on within me!

    A thousand pardons to you, young ones…

    And a thousand damnation to you, writer’s block!