A Broken Writ

A Broken Writ Nothing inside, nothing to write Empty within with no insight Groaning in soul to express Bottled up, nothing to address Thoughts mangled, running wild Broken as a lonesome child Uninspired and nothing to say Bowing, in my need to pray Give me the words so to touch A loving soul in need of such Phrases of power to confound Where passions of hope be found Lift me from this horrid despair From my heart, I need to share