Writers block

I am not bothered by writer's block even though I do not have a key to this lock. For I have faced curves and bumps, but I have beat them with heaves and jumps. I may not have the head or the perfect prose, but does that make me a wilting rose?



I am not bothered by an edge, nor am I downtrodden at the sight of a hedge. I do not cower when I am on edge, and I have never given up on a pledge. Even when I am in a tight wedge, I still have my knowledge. And while my head doubts me for a second, I bat it off, for I am a legend