the words used to flow
so freely and quickly
pouring out of my mind
too fast to grasp
falling through the space
between my fingers
struggling to hold
any tangible line of thought

there’s so much i want to say
so many half written thoughts
in half filled notebooks
some lost, some given up on,
some i won’t go back to

these days i struggle
to stay focused
and remember why i write
staring at the vast expanse
of the empty page
willing words into existence
only causing them to flee faster