Every day I sipped at inspirations golden cup,
And words just seemed to come to me.
The power of them filled my heart,
Making me feel so serene.
Then one day the cup fell empty,
Not a single drop would flow.
The words now faded, left me hopeless,
Like a wanderer lost in snow.
Apr 9, 2012
Apr 9, 2012 at 1:54 PM UTC
Every day I sipped at inspirations golden cup,
And words just seemed to come to me.
The power of them filled my heart,
Making me feel so serene.
Then one day the cup fell empty,
Not a single drop would flow.
The words now faded, left me hopeless,
Like a wanderer lost in snow.
I've had terrible writers block this week and a half. I had to start taking my ADHD medicine to help me studying for the exam and i feel like I have been stripped of all creativity.
