Again Poem by McCarthy Ilolo

My emotions are shackled in my chest and fail to come through my pen
Again;
I'm beginning to doubt my core
I feel not the slightest urge to write
Then again I must
In each verse I thought, I longed for more
Bringing my pen to a heavy halt

I feel detached from the world's vibrant colours
Like a canvas left blank
But again I'm attached to a numb void
And I feel so many things at once, a form of thoughts and feelings
Do I now have writer's block?
Oh! No if just a verse, write I must

I now view my reality in hazy sights, as if looking through frosted glass
Click, click
I'm too attached
My fantasies evolved now it's possibilities involved
I don feel like that time de ja vu struck.