When I looked into the abyss-

the darkness of my thoughts-

nothing was there.

I knocked on the doors,

but no one responded

as if the things that control my thoughts

had been moved,

relocated to another place

leaving behind a vacant office

as silent as something really quiet,

my mind blank, not letting me

think of something really quiet

to make a comparison.

My creativity left a notice on its door:

"Due to lack of proper rest

Creativity will be taking a short vacation.

In the meantime

Please refer all requests and mail

over to common sense."