Speak from your soul,
the words resonate.
My mind is empty anymore
Writers block sets in.
Staring at blank pages.

*****

My soul is empty.
Once upon a time
It felt a love so strong,
it could cross oceans.
Climb hills,
A love that could move mountains
Now it settles in.
For never more.
For the beginning is a bittersweet end.
Staring at these pages:
Blank
Empty staring up at me.
As my soul takes the time
to quiver and weep.
For this sorrow I will keep,
it's become a part of me.
My soul hollow and bleak.
Putting the pen down.
I close the book.
Set it on the shelf
Walking away
head down
in
shame.