Because instead of pouring out into your fingertips to be placed gently on;
a piece of paper,
the corner of someone's heart,
or the cornea of someone's unseeing eye...
all the words will have fallen out of your mouth,
all of the feelings will have swirled into your stomach,
and all of the thoughts will have remained silenced for once.
There will come a time...
When the things you need to say, will be said instead of read.
When your thoughts are too hectic to write down.
When your feelings are to confusing to decipher into words.
There will come a time where there are not enough words.
There will come a time where the writer can't even write; "there are not enough words"
because there are not enough words to even write that.
Every writer has a time where they just can't write.
Apparently today is not the day for me.