Creative Juice

When Creativity just stops...

In tune with my mind, my body drives
I have just grown into myself
Focused on goals I made myself
Ignorant of how the world around me thrives
For comfort I seek
In myself I believe
The driving force behind it all on the inside
On the outside, I appear meek
...
Wait, what the hell am I writing about?
Oh, Creative Juice
Ahhhhh
Well, it stopped flowing,
I just went blank...

Author's Note

Well, this started out as a great poem, until I hit the third line, and the idea went way down south.
Ever happened to you?
WB