My pen has run completely dry
Paper so dull no words just a silent cry
My muse, no longer at my side
Cautiously ponder the nightmare instead of dream

A single tear burning the brim
Emotions numb(er); wish it would halt
Not allowed to drip or drop; a horrible sin
Into the past you dwell a lot; never your fault

Darkness will be a test
Struggle & fight w/all your might
There is no time for you to rest
Rebuke the demons on sight @ best

You must follow your hearts quest
It is something you can not refuse
Confused, please don’t feel to be used
There is no reason to detest success

Aside the pen & paper
Void is the initial collective prayer
Ask for guidance on your path
He’ll eventually “help” you at last