Can't stay gone

Waiting for the words
to walk through,
to emerge from a mind so blurred..

I need to purge on these pages
more often to release any fears or rage
that lingers..

Can't stay gone too long I've realized.
I'm always lured back in again and again,
the urge to pick up thy pen..
I must
Maybe I lust after that next line
 too much,
the next word the next rhyme
but nothing worse than wanting to
say something anything without
knowing how to
with a mind so blank.

Creative capabilities crumbling
at times it feels like..
In those moments I know I can only
unwind and examine
these inner landscapes
which inevitably will face a famine
of some sorts..

Be it a lack of love or hope
you can only stand above
that which makes you mope
or stoop so low
but you can only do it solo..