Once words flew from my mind.
Filling every page, the rhymes aligned.
From brain to fingers to all the keys,
Every word came with such ease.

I could only write when you gave me pain.
And so it happened time and again,
Where you cut me open and left me bleeding,
Every drop was a new verse feeding.

But that was before we split apart,
Back before I examined my heart.
Amazing the effect you had on me,
It was impossible for me to foresee.

Now you don't get blood flowing.
Never again to get my keys going.
Only scars remain since I left you,
Yet it seems, my poems left too.