My World Right Now
is...
Unimpressively Uninspired
My Pens have run Dry
like the Well in my Mind,
so My Paper remains Blank
like the look in my Eyes
And my Thoughts remain
Mediocre and Average
I wish Someone OR Something
would Happen to My Life
to Bring me back
But for now,
All that remains of my Drained Creative Juices
is this
Uninspired
Unimpressive
Poem
And as I Finish this Work
My Inspiration Level
Remains at
Zero
