A Time When I couldn't stand to create...

A darkened room,

I am there, alone.

Mind and soul empty.

Hands shake...

Charcoal scattered at my feet.

I am lost,

Paint oozes from the cracks in the walls,

all around me it looms.

I run.

I am lost

What i once had...

There is a part of me missing,

An empty hole.

Help me.

For I am lost.