I've got this writer's block

I get this writer's block,
It comes as quite a shock,
And now I'm stuck between a hard place and the biggest rock.

In my own head consumed,
I sit back in my room,
It's like the tapestries of life get tangled in the loom.

Ha, I wish I could've made this up myself but, unfortunately, I've got this writer's block. I just picked up this lyric from a house track I heard a long time back in a David Vendetta set.

No kidding, I can't think of anything serious to write these days. Am I way too jobless to think of anything serious? Or am I out of my 'depression'? Whatever it be, I need it to end.