Nonwriter's block

I am not a writer
So I am not obliged to write...

 But don't I have enough words?
Or is it just some fright?

I once wrote because it was all breezy...
It felt homely and so nice and cozy.

 And just when you got very comfortable writing...
The demons of half-rhyme came all haunting.

 All confused, stuck between hell and hill...
What should I write next? The time there stood still.

 I kept thinking how do I overcome this bump?
And that's when I realized, In this lush rainforest...I was looking for a stump. 

 I'll always be a nonwriter...With nothing much to write.
In your dark and stormy way, just write anything and find your light.

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