The good feelings I have gets sucked out
by all the bad ones
my inspiration, passion, and drive-
they have all sunk.
and it’s hard, trying to get them back
all the white spaces that used to excite me
now scares me
because I don’t have anything to write
I can’t find the words that needs to get out
I can’t form anything
besides the thought of wanting to get things back
to regain everything that I used to have.
I’m sure I will
I am in a trap
and I’m trying my best