Note: These are just little scribbles thought off the top of my head. The paragraphs are unrelated to each other.

The world flashes by, scenery changing in the blink of an eye. The bouncing beat of the radio slowly fades into the background as my mind begins to wander. I stare at the unrelentingly blue sky, tufts of cloud painting the endless canvas in the most lovely of patterns. 

It has been

Hours

Since I last worked

Now I just sit here

Staring at my screen

Fingers unmoving

Eyes glazed over

Deadlines scream at me

Telling me how little I've done

And how much I haven't

I am very aware

I haven't forgotten

I just...don't want to

What is wrong with me

A million ways to start a sentence

So many words to choose from

Yet none of them are ever right

And I end up stuck

Falling into an endless tunnel of swirling words

That fall to pieces as soon as I try to string them together

Sometimes after countless revisions

A perfect sentence is forged

Only to be scrapped

For it doesn't fit with the rest of the writing

And sometimes

If it doesn't fit

I say

To heck with it!

And pull the puzzle apart

Because one piece wouldn't fall into place

No matter how hard I tried to jam it in

So because of that

None of them can

Pieces are thrown into the air

Fading into nothingness

Never to exist again

To forever remain

A puzzle unfinished

Curse this mind

Curse this body

Curse these thoughts

Curse these fingers

For rather than typing

My essay

Or drawing my assignment

i sit here

Typing

Cursing all there ever was to curse about myself

And that's a lot

There's too much for this scribble to curse

Oh 

Curse this too

*washes mouth out with soap* I didn't mean any of that...