Broken Poet

My spirit has died
my emotions have ran to hide
Words once flew from my mouth
Now have come to a hault
Thoughts constantly run through my mind
But my pencil has seem to of forgot how to write
Everything used to just flow and fit into place
Now more then ever I've realized nothing fits in place
Like a broken puzzle
My words are mangled on the page
Searching for a place
to have a perfect fit