I look inside
Darkness; emptiness;
That's unusual
I think to myself, though I do not know how

The emptiness within is strange
It's usually a vibrant world
Thriving and alive
But today it is dead

I once was in tune with this place
It spoke to me and I spoke back
I willed it to my liking
It gave a bounty of inspiration

My muse is now gone
Like somebody turned out the light
At least I'm not alone in here
Not completely mindless, but getting there