In the darkness

Shadows and silence swirl
Into a nothingness
That advances until
It blankets everything.
The void 
Withholds all
As time and time again
There be only
Empty muses and lacking motivation 
Reign supreme, while I
Engage in a constant struggle
To find what
Truly resonates with me,
And to reclaim my essence.
Until one day,
Though I know not how,

I come out of the dark, and
I hear the sweet songs
Of the muses whispering to me
And I feel alive again.