Words Unspoken

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

Daydreams please give me some company

the room is too blank 

and the walls are too 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 now 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?