I wanted to blog

I really tried

I wanted to blog but there was nothing to blog about

When words do not come right at that time
I really wanted to, even my hands were itchy
I just wanted to say something

I wanted to blog but it became hard to

Everything in my head was not aligned
But the world kept moving
How is this even possible?
This is supposed to be easy
This is who I am
A man of words

Every time I thought of it

I just went blank
I wanted to blog but my body refused to partake
It can be about anything, anyone, views and hopes
But still even when I wanted to so bad
I was refused by the force of nature
I couldn’t even start

This went on for hours and nothing happened

I wanted to blog but failed at it
Thoughts need to be shared
Good news need to be told
Situations need to be attended to
And yet, I didn’t even know where to start

I wanted to blog so bad

My whole being just didn’t understand this need I had
Maybe if I think hard enough
Would this be a writer’s block?
Would this be that nothing was worth being mentioned?
How is that even possible, I ask again?

There’s a lot of things going on out there

It never has to be about me
That’s what makes it so fun
Whatever the mind thinks can be blogged

I wanted to blog but there was nothing to blog about

I’m not that much into politics to even start on that
I’m not that much into characters to swing that way
But still I wanted to blog

I wanted to blog and then I was blank

Am I lacking inspiration of note?
Am I lacking direction?
I doubt that

There’s always love to blog about

There’s always life itself to use
But yet again, I had nothing to blog about
I wanted to blog but I failed dismally
Well right there, I gave up and stood up.