Writer’s Block

When darkness rolls in,
  enveloping those
  who follow Duty’s call,
When the despair grows,
  threatening to overwhelm
  those who dare
The Questions remain:
  How much longer?
  How much more?

When darkness rolls in,
  and the coyote
  howls at the door,
And the serpents circle,
  seeking openings
  to bite,
The Questions remain:
  How much longer?
  How much more?

When darkness rolls in,
  threatening despair,
  bringing hopelessness,
When the rage grows,
  pounding at futility
  railing against sloth,
The Questions are answered:
  Until I have no more
  Until I cannot go on.