My talent has abandoned me
The surge has stopped
I cannot think anymore
The once poetic thoughts have disappeared
The ink has run out
No matter how hard I try
Nothing smooth is produced
I imagine clear waterfalls
And try to put it into words
But my mind is empty
All that comes to me is ignorant verses
Cliche things that are unoriginal
What has happened?
What is wrong?
I have hit a barrier
My mind and thoughts can no longer expand
The once beautiful words that flowed from my finger tips
Are long gone and without a trace
Something has to be done
Give me an exercise to get my creative juices flowing once more
Teach me new words with unique meanings
Throw at me a subject which I can write about
My dreams are crumbling before my eyes
How can I regain my once splendid talent?
Not even dark poems are being produced
I am scared
Without my writings, I am nothing
Help me someone, oh please
When I think of a beautiful rose,
Nothing comes to my mind but common descriptions
There is no irony, metaphors, or symbolism in my words
My talent has abandoned me
