I can’t eat,
I can’t sleep.
Inspiration, she left me
Broken fragments of ideas
remains of little pieces
spread out across an ocean
full of spilt water
that overflowed from the heavens
tears that were cried,
now dried up,
suddenly forgotten.
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I really like this Davina, (predictably because of the ocean/water imagery) but also the way you expressed writers block.
I think it could have gone in a different direction and when i read the line inspiration, she left me, i thought you were going to take it somewhere else (furthering the personification of inspiration as a girlfriend who left you, or something along those lines) but i like the way it did turn out, it was unexpected :)
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