My Muse

This morning I could not write
Just couldn't lift my pen
Simply had no will to fight
It was a question of how and not when

What is this disease
That stops the emotions from flowing
That causes this increase
In pain that needs showing

Why do I even ask the question
I already know what it is
The thing that is required for my resurrection
Let me tell you what it is

There was this girl
A dancer you must know
That knew how to dance and twirl
She pushed me into the unknown

I am so lost without person
She made me show my emotions
She gave me a reason
To struggle through life's fluctuations

Where are you my muse?
Please come back quickly
Cause this suicide bomb has a short fuse
And my body is becoming increasingly sickly