Drought
I've been looking back at some of the poems I've written. I've come to a cold realization: I haven't written a poem in two years! It's amazing to me. For the majority of my life, writing has been what's kept me from going off the deep end, for at least giving me some semblance of normalcy and now I don't know where its gone. I sat down tonight and tried to write something but I was . . . uninspired. I want that passion back for writing. I don't know how I'll get it back.