I just want to write
Just write my feelings away
Say all the things I want to say
Why won't you let me write
Why won't you let me create
Why can't I find my muse
What did you take away
Where did my inspiration go
Where is the motivation I once held
I held the world in my hands
I held the power to create
The power to destroy
At will and whim
I held the power of a god
Why am I caged
How could this be
Frustration consumes
I'm stranded at sea
The world is now dark
Pitch black to my eyes
My hand cannot hold the pen
The paper will not wield to my tries
I want to scream out
I want so many things
But I am not strong enough
Not strong enough to sing
Not strong enough to write
Not strong enough to want
My spirit is crushed
My motivation is gone
Myself is no more
For me there is no dawn
The sun will not rise
My sins will not vanish
The chains will not break
The bruises will not heal
I am left here alone
I am left here will paper
As much as I stare
I cannot think of the words
I cannot think of the story
I cannot bring myself to it
I am not worthy
Not worthy of the pen
Not worthy of the paper
Not worthy of the stories
This is to all the stories that could have been
And all those that never will be
I'm sorry