Now, where has my inspiration gone?
I'm afraid it's left for awhile
The objects that gave my words meaning
Are lost to me now

I'm at a loss, a total loss
I've completely lost my drive
My poetry revives me
It's what I love to write

Look through what I have written
Mostly of a current disappointment
So how to move forward, I'm uncertain
I just can't put words to it

I've lost my love for poetry
I've lost the passion and drive
I'm stuck here with no subject
Even this feels contrived

I'm done for now
Maybe I'll return
You just keep ruining things for me
I'll take my break
And then I'll learn
What deep, meaningful words mean to **me