Lost Soul Poem by Ajay Vyas

It doesn't matter how hard I try
I can reach down in my soul and wring out my mind
I can't seem to find the right words to use
I can't express anything anymore
My writing is shot
My creativity is a lie
My fountain of inspiration has run itself dry
And his memory does more harm than good
One day I'm fine
The next day I wish for things that can't be real
His heart is hollow right now
And my mind is drawing a blank
Together we could revive one another
But there are too many things between us right now
And late night walks don't do anything for me anymore