Another blank page
A heart broken,
afraid to speak
For fear of not being able to control its rage
Words so hateful may fall
and that could be enough
To ruin it all
So the page still remeains blank
The song is empty,
A void,
Filled with no words
Just a tune played forever
Inside the mind
Beating with the memory of the pain
Just another movie with out a plot
There are no scenes or actors
To play the parts
Because there is no inspiration to write it out
It is just another blank page,
or a song without any words
Or the same old movie without a plot
because when you left,
You took all the inspiration
That I had left
You were my muse,
The one that kept the spark burning
But without you
All that is left
Is another empty page