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I’m stuck in an endless catapult
Catapulting to and fro
In an inspiration less abyss
Where my mind can no longer grow

My imagination is dying
My soul is crying
The artist in me has gone silent
Yet I fight I continue trying

A pile of unfinished works of art
Lay scattered across my mind
In the unfruitful bowels of my brain
Inspiration I just can’t find

What can I pad and ink
When I can’t even think
My golden pen is at it’s end
As I watch my artistry shrink

With a heavy heart
I watch me lay me to rest
With tear filled eyes
I lost what I once possessed

I remember nights
Of endless compositions
My mind a hundred miles a minute
Piles and piles of poetic submissions

Now just webs and dust
Shadows of words past
That once danced in my head
Has sadly and nonchalantly passed

Goodbye adieu adios au revoir
I bid one last farewell to me
As I watch my mastery buried
And myself dematerialize into nobody