Words And Tears

It's amazing how long you can stare at a blank screen without any thoughts worth writing down entering your mind. Today has been a bad day for writing. I've sat here, eyes fixed on the white, empty space before my eyes, banging my head backwards into the wall repeatedly without bruise or positive effect. There are no words in the front of my head as there usually are. Where have my words gone? Where have they flown off to? Where have they crawled away to? Maybe my words were so alive that they upped and left. I'd also like to know where my tears have gone since I can't cry anymore. Maybe they ran away together and found a better life somewhere obscure and far away. I hope I get them back one day, perhaps they'll return together. I hope they do.