Gravity

Uninspired.

To be creative
Is to breathe life
Into all your works
Whether it be writing
Drawing
Or even music

But what happens
When your art
Is just a repetitive process
Similar to that
Of a machine?

The constant need
To pump out project
After project
Burning yourself out
Day and night
Over and over
Until you've lost
All your will
To create

Reaching a state
Where nothing is new
You don't feel
Inspired
You don't bring
A new life
Into your work anymore

It is a pattern
Of copy and paste
Only making multiple
Of the same product
Until everything is
Bland and meaningless

You begin to hate
Everything you do
Nothing is good enough
Your art is worthless
The stage of being uninspired
That moment
When you hit
A low point

Empty your brain
Dig through your soul
Search your heart
Just to find that
You have nothing left

Where did it go?
All your thoughts?
Statements?
Any talent?
Gone
Simply gone

Absolutely uninspired