Beautiful Enough To Frame

My Struggle

I write, but the letters do not flow

I talk, but the words are not spoken

I hear, but the phrases are unknown

I read, but the passages appear broken

I eat, but the tastes give no flavor

I drink, but my mouth is still dry

I sleep, but only dream of a savior

I walk, but I forget to look at the sky

My words do not make any more sense

How can I begin to write again

When I struggle to form a simple sentence?