I suffered a terrible disappointment today
and while I was writhing through the pain
I had so much in my head to write about
From love to hurt to more pain then anger
Cos somehow my ability to write
More than four pieces in a day
Is dependent on how much pain
I can at least pretend to feel
Today, however, I'm hurt
And I say, take away the pain
Even if it goes with the inspiration
I give up.