Found My Pen

Lately I've been struggling to write Going through things that are troubling my life I'm at an all time low, so dear Maria I'm asking you to count me in I was going to go out, but I've just found my pen Writers block, has been my enemy for a while I wrote over 100 poems in this time but none that I was happy with it Did I lack inspiration for poetry or was I trapped in it? I didn't have the strength to wipe my tears even though I was making other people smile I come from a shaky past so I'm just trying to build a steady future I've had some nightmares that would scare Freddy Krueger I've been partying too much in recent times My heart has been broken, but first I need to piece together my mind My ex sent me pictures of her wearing Lingerie I should have ignored it, but of course I replied because I'd had one tooany glassss of Courvoisier I don't have any feelings for her and she's not in my life plans But of course I couldn't refuse her offer of a one night stand I've been trying my best to be strong, but lately I've fell short Time for me to move on, because how long can we dwell for? Even though I've been at an all time low, Dear Maria I don't need you to count me in Because the poet has returned as I've found my pen