Ｐｏｅｍ ＃４ Ｗａｎｄｅｒｅｒ

My focus is at a stalemate

my mind is in a checkmate

sometimes creativity is M.I.A.

and I am left here a blank slate

creativity come and take me away

because my mind has been gone for more than

a day

day dreams please give me some company

the room is to blank

and the walls are to empty

ideas, ideas where have you gone?

you used to be there all day long

from the early morning light

to the dawn of night.

yet you are too far along

I used to be the wanderer

now what shall i be?

when the ideas and creativity don't flow within me.

I am in a checkmate

I am a blank slate,

I am at a stalemate

so what will become of me?

-Lee