Loss of Inspiration

You're there, I know it, show yourself, come on.

I feel you creeping along the dark recesses of my mind.

You were here, just a second ago, but now your gone...

Why did you leave? Was it something I did? Something I said?

Please come back, I really want to write again.

Without you the paper is blank, the pen is dead.

I'll be better I promise.

It can work, think of the stories yet to be written,

cause without you inspiration, I'm at a loss.