infinity kiss

uninspired

it's like all that once was, was never there.

I'm not good at writing about the soft locks of someone's hair.

I'm not good at writing the story about a boy who didn't care.

I'm not good at writing the time my lungs caved in.

I'm not good at writing to my loved one how they had my heart at a pin.

I'm not good at writing to make myself feel a single win.

I'm not good at writing the poem to explain to you how I feel.

I'm not good at writing this to you because it could somehow hurt you in a peel.

I'm not inspired I say, but I just know that it's not today.

I'm inspired to do what I please, but if only I wasn't on my knees.

I watch all these birds of words fly high, by miss me as they pass the sky.

where did that go? now I'm uninspired, you must know.