BREATH OF INSPIRATION

When the words no longer come together
And there's nothing left to say
No breath of inspiration left
To guide me on my way
It's then, I have to wonder;
Am I finished, am I done?
When the words won't fit together
Is it time to cut and run?
When poetry is your whole world
And it's what you live and breathe for
You hope you never live to see
Inspiration wash ashore