Writers Block

I talk nonstop. All the time. I always have something to say. A comment, question, thought, feeling, or idea. Put a pen in my hand and I will write you a symphony of words and phrases, pages and pages. Put a keyboard under these fingertips and I will type my heart away until there is nothing left to say. But today I can't think of shit to say or shit to write. All my words get messed up, get bunched up, and just don't come out right. I fight with the pen in my hand to write just one thought. One idea. One feeling. ANYTHING. But instead I am drawing little loop-de-loop circles and hearts with arrows through the middles. My mouth hasn't said one coherent thing today. Its like my mind is in a castle somewhere locked away. I just gotta get these thoughts outta my head, even if I have to write the words on the ground with chalk. Cuz it's seriously not fun having writers block.