i cant write anymore

the words just dont come

theres no rush of emotion as i dive in

theres nothing but emptiness now

and a dull ache in my hands

of dying dreams.

i write something and then i erase it

hating how it looks

so empty and void of emotion

it doesnt resemble anything i've ever written

it's foreign to me like it's written in another language

one i didn't know existed

the girl in the mirror looks different

her eyes glow so brightly but deep inside

a part of her has died at the keyboard

unable to write anything more

i've become emotionally drained

numb to the world around me

i can no longer describe the wind against my skin

or a hug surrounding me

it's all fuzzy, stuck in my head

and refusing to escape through my fingertips

creating works of art on paper.

i can't quite seem to find you.

the old me.