Rummaging for creativity throughout my mind,
I can’t seem to locate the satisfaction button.
Instead, I’m greeted with the make up of my current day.
Made up fractions of hope for what it is that makes me feel hopeless.
In a rut of stagnation.
Mantra after mantra, prayer after prayer, it all remains.
What am I not seeing?
What am I not doing?
Why does it all remain?