I can’t stop

I write when I want to

I write when I don’t

For if I don’t write

I’ll give anyone a fight.

 

But sometime regardless

Of my creative mood

The words don’t come out

From my brain

And I’ll pout

 

Several minutes later

Fruitlessly I’d searched

For the words and the stories

In an empty canvas

That is alot like Dory’s

 

And it is times like these

I wonder,

Just why I write at all

And then I recall

 

The simple fact

Of my life

Is that I cannot stop

I cannot stop at all.