Out Of Ideas

Drifting further away

With every passing day

Writing no longer my only release

I’ve another means now of finding peace

No more do I feel that urge to create

Because it just doesn’t offer the same escape

All I tend to do now is regurgitate

I’ve exhausted all topics and drained the well

And I’ve no idea how long it’s going to take to refill

So I’ve gone from writing at least twice a day

To never finding anything worthwhile to say

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