I have lost inspiration
my mind and my hands has lost connection
Because i have been going through Depression
caused by my broke-up, true love confession

Someone Please help me
Because this is not us, not me

Her name is Poetry, she is my love, my hobby
she is the bride and i am the hubby

But like a failed marriage
caused by a miscarriage

she left me
but i cant let it be

I want her back
but all she gives me is her back
she said the gift i once had, i now lack
And so Like a racist she called blank

I know i was once unfaithful
but if i win her back i will be grateful

i need reconciliation!
For my mind is going through expressionless destitution!

i need restitution!
For our conjugal institution!