When Inspiration Soaks In

Trying to find the words Where is the spark Running with phrases Spilling my mind Where is the inspiration Have I broken to many hearts Am I used and abused Am I just a piece of you know The crap left outside the trash left behind What is left What is the point All I feel is regret Where is the love I want to feel I want to give back Where is the feeling I can't live without Where is the inspiration I can't experience with out the other half I want to feel it in my very veins I want to dive in and let beauty rest within the walls and feel each breath that touches the softest skin I want to fall in and give in.