A Lost Touch
I'm at a lost for words,
Unable to describe this feeling.
A sensation like I'm lacking,
As if I've lead my thoughts astray.
How must I describe this feeling?
Like a slate blank without thoughts.
What about this dreary apathy?
It resembles taste of water.
With a talent I've lost without acquisition,
I write with no comprehension.
I understand nothing about happiness,
But even less about this emptiness.
I felt as if I've lost my touch,
Like I've succumbed to a deep boredom.
My mind no longer writes its thoughts,
But simply drag my days forward.