Creativity’s Last Dream

This pen feel foreign to fingers
Movements forced without ease
Memories of it all have faded away
Nothing remains within to be written
His soul no longer screams at night
Dreams not a lasting impact fades with day

Urge to write comes from somewhere new
Won’t come easy despite temptations
Music blends words to great beats
Still feels like everything has gone

That lost groove wants to be found
Memories faded left nothing but pain
Darkness fills voids of words once used
Slowly erasing what had been there once

Stare at this empty page
Filled with envy longing for rage
That dark just keeps coming in
But how to find the way back to light

Sits there searching for it all
Words don’t want to fall from pen
Fingers refuse to bend
Has this act come to the end?

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