Words in my head
Stir up with the thoughts of the day
Mix into torment
I am looming around
Nowhere but inward
Deeper into the oblivion
Of unspoken poems
But they
Eventually
Will be out
Explode in sparks
To rattle the existence
That wraps my destiny
To set me
Once more
Free...
I’m back
Though never really gone...
I think my 'creative break' has come to an end. I must write poems again. Hello Poetry, I missed you.