Stiffled Creativity...

I feel like being creative today
But I honestly have to say
You've drained all my energy away
So I stare at blank paper
And nothing else comes my way.

This is how I feel today, drained, empty, tired. My DH and I are just aweful, aweful to each other. I hate being this way, I'm stubborn, but when I'm right, I be damn if I'm going to give in just for the sake of arguement. I've done that too many times, and so has he, but damnmit, this time it's NOT MY FAULT! Why the hell does he want to just place this blame on me just because?

Tight wound ball of tangled mess.
Find the end, relieve some stress
twist and turn and pull it through
now tie my string to something new.

Everytime I turn around there's alway something ELSE. Something other, than the other fucking thing that just pissed me off a few minutes ago. My life can never be care-free. And I guess, really whose is? But sometimes it should at least be easy. Not so stressful.

I open up
I let you in
I'll never feel this way again
love is liftedoff the ground
hold me make me
safe and sound
crushed I hit the ground so hard
why did you change
why is love hard?
you can't do this again you say so
drop me off along the way
months go by
I bear the weight
strong I am
but it's too late
how could I know
black is your heart
how could I not
have been so smart?
you come around
and want to be
everything we used to see
your sins are spread
out on the floor
but I can't love you
anymore.

And that's how I feel, like I'm falling out of love, like I'm losing it. My mind, my strength, my heart, my soul, my everything. I'm losing it.