Thoughts into Words Written

It’s been a long while, I’m loath to say
Since my thoughts became words written
Now shackled to this mental dungeon
If not love lost, then I’m less smitten

My thoughts turning to words written
A perfectly perfunctory process then
Now seem stalled, and less likely told
Today, more cerebral blocking again

My thoughts into words flowed sweetly
Straightforward, never ironic in tone
All seeming to belong together
Relating, like perfume and cologne

My thoughts transferred to paper
A natural and easy transition
Started from mornings full-in-bloom
To days of lost-words ambition

This spiraling-down new world order
Is not the essence in the least
It’s much more damning, dire, and final
As my soul-searching why, has ceased