My thoughts are trapped in my head.
The elevator is missing.
My muse has fallen down the shaft.
The ink in my pen is running dry.
The page remains blank.
The words are dead.
My thoughts are trapped in my head.
The elevator is missing.
My muse has fallen down the shaft.
The ink in my pen is running dry.
The page remains blank.
The words are dead.
Everything I Never Told You 