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