i can't write

They command me to write,

But the vessel is deeply void,

I look for signs that help me -

Surrendered I retreat now.

The stars laugh at my plight,

And the moon gleams at me,

Grinning white, they are happy -

For, I am their laughing prey.

Mustering courage, I scowl,

They are defiant to my glare,

Resentfully, I search for thoughts -
In the abyss that can't be trusted.

I am defeated, and injured,

The physical being is alright,

But, conscious self is marred -

This chasm is deep and void.