Loss
My creativity ran away
It went somewhere far.
I try to pick up where I left off
But my mind has left me in the dark.
I pick up my pen
Hoping words will come out
But I'm at a loss for words, I don't know where they went.
I tried to write it out.
But nothing comes to mind.
I try to pour out my heart
But it doesn't feel right.
I try to force some words
Maybe they will come
But the more I try.
The further they run.
I focus on other things
But my heart pulls me to a pen
I want to write
I want to dive in
But I feel uninspired,
I feel it's not good.
I need to get control of this
Before my spark is gone for good.
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