inspiration

lately, I have been lacking one thing, that one thing, that you can provide.

 inspiration. 

you were my inspiration, and I lost all hope, and inspiration, and confidence when you passed.

i don't have anything to keep me going, nothing to keep me confident, laughing, and hopeful. 

i have nada, and nada, is nothing. 

momma, when you were sick all those years, i had the hope that you would make it, but you didn't.

and when you didn't, I lost all of everything. 

i became emotionless, because your death used them all up. 

it's weird that everything saddens me, because comparing it to your death, is no where near, as tragic. 

you gave me my beginning, and your end. 

so this is the end, of my speech.