Restless Poem by angelica dela cruz

Legs aching,
arms stiff,
I lie here sleepless
in a cold room.

I long for inspiration;
knowing i lack time.
My words feel wrong;
no meter, no structure.

Nothing worth reading,
more crosses than lines;
My thought are exhausted,
depressed and pessimistic.

Still, I am compelled to write.
My eyes are heavy,
longing for sleep;
But there is no rest tonight.

No calm, no peace,
no dreams or songs;
Just words to fill the
empty, growing void.