Lost Inspiration
I have lost inspiration
I have lost the sound
I have separation
From what needs to be found
There are no words
Nor rhymes in my head
There’s no little birds
Saying what should be said
All I have is silence
Reminding me of what I lost
Not even violence
Emptiness is where my mind rots
There’s no one to write for
No stories to tell
The words are nothing more
Than just blurts for me to yell
My well of views are low
The thoughts have run dry
So now where should I go
To have my thoughts revived?
I have lost the sound
I have separation
From what needs to be found
There are no words
Nor rhymes in my head
There’s no little birds
Saying what should be said
All I have is silence
Reminding me of what I lost
Not even violence
Emptiness is where my mind rots
There’s no one to write for
No stories to tell
The words are nothing more
Than just blurts for me to yell
My well of views are low
The thoughts have run dry
So now where should I go
To have my thoughts revived?