Where have you gone abstract thought?

I'm blank.

Like this page. 

I have no creativity, 

I am despaired by it.

I am a writer

With no words.

I am the thinker

With no thoughts.

I am the traveller

Who is lost?

Surprisingly,  some of my best posts came out of my deepest depression. 

When I felt the most in tune with my thoughts and emotions,

as raw and violent and dark as they were.

Now I feel marooned, alone.

I'm on a distant island

that is empty

I am not sad

I am not quite happy either.

I am waiting

Open to thoughts,

to ideas,

But I am only...........................................................................................................

...empty.