Why can't I think?  
I never knew the meaning of writer's block.
I feel so blank,
for the first time, like my mouth is holding a sock.

I feel hopeless.
How do I pull myself out of this rut?
Do I jump off a cliff?
I need to fell the rush again in my gut.

I need a feeling.
I need something that is worth writing of.
Just living here,
it will never be the worth of enough.

Now I'll do something.
I have to have something to write about.
What shall I do?
Perhaps ride a plane and jump out?