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.