Writers Block

i suffer from

complete writers block

it seems like everything there is to be said                 

has already been set to rhyme

war, love, peace, crime

dreams, hope, frozen time

what else is there to say

i mean we've heard it all before

no one wants to hear

another story about a depressed teen

or another poem trying to convince us

to go green

seriously, i mean

has humanity really become that dull

that the only way we can be

entertained is if someones skull

gets bludgeoned

whats wrong with our world

everything worth being said

has already been spoken

huh, i guess

my writers block is broken