Bang My Head

The week has passed in limbo,
No words - no ideas - no muse.
My mind is empty. Torpid.
Vacant. Nothing sparks the fuse.

Frustration is my partner.
Bang my head against a wall.
My hope is with this writing,
Inspiration hears the call.

Grant the words that flow from me,
Find a home both safe and sure.
Come to life from mind to pen,
Muse returns holding the cure.

Send ink running through my veins,
Send words flowing from my hands.
Words of beauty, words of pain,
Falling thick, like grains of sand.