Wandering & Wondering

I used to  be able to shape words, bending them to transform blankness into images projected on your mind.
I used to be able to show you what was inside of my head,
how all the complications connected
show you my the model I used to learn about life
alternate between the real world and the world I lived in
but now
it’s gone
the words don’t bend
the letters feel flat
they don’t dance in my head anymore
I don’t wake up with the need to express myself
the need to release thoughts on paper, staining it with the tie-dye of my souls