Everything's Gone
I am staring at a blank screen
And it feels strange
It's like looking down a well without water
And I'm standing here holding a bucket
Waiting to be filled.
The well has run dry
And I despair at its depth
Inspiration once spewed forth
Like a well spring
And the words flowed freely
But the moment I feel thirst
There isn’t a drop to be found
Like water held in cupped hands
Held gently there is enough to drink
Held too tightly and it slips between fingers
Until absolutely
Everything's gone
Words: ©2019LCR
Image: No Claim, All Rights to Original Artist
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