Uninspired
Words will not come to mind. Ideas are fading with the setting sun
The night enters bringing with it a fresh wave of emptiness
The stars reveal no answers. And thoughts have become paler than the moon
Hopes and dreams have become blank,
Instead being replaced with uncertainty
The feeling of being alone creeps in,
Blending with the desire for discovery
The mind searches for a glimmer of perspective,
Only to come to the conclusion of being uninspired