It feels as though… As though the Poet inside Has dropped the pen And for the life of me, I just cannot seem To find it... [searching, searching Constantly searching…]
So here I sit Trying to formulate words, Force them out onto paper To try and string cohesive Sentences together
& yet… Yet there is a feeling Like something is lost, Like something is missing. Something invaluable [Priceless] A hole in my soul… Just how do I get it back & close the hole If I just don’t get it..?
Feels like I’m in the clouds But I’m not… Somethings off & I cannot find the switch To turn it back on
Taking pills to sleep while grogginess pursues but when I wake, has seen the morning… & now it wants to spend the day [12.10.2018]