Ugh...

Ugh... I can't get into writing and I don't know why.
It's been so long and I have roadblocks in my head.
I read my old work and wonder where it came from.
It seems to deep to be me.
Why is it so hard for me to think this way recently.
Is life pain too great for me to concentrate.
Do I prefer to live in the clouds of fantasy in my mind.
Am I running from the past and the emotions of what using my brain could bring.
I hope not... What can I say?