Baffled!!

Baffled!
As a result of my writing drought,
It had been a minute and it’s not my first,
Seen this moment before.
Befuddled, because I losed a piece of me.
Confusedly figuring out my way,
Only to better today!

I dodge the better sense of me,
Upset, Because I am afraid of my result,
My growth ignored.
Failing to innovate.
Struggle is needed.

What is my plan?
Though this constant sequence of reoccurrences maintained.
I am removed.
Removing myself away from reality and focused on a fantasy.
An allusion. A fake. A phoney.
An actor with no role.

I suggest erect a purpose, a goal, an objective,
Which configures a premeditated plan of outcome.
I question me?
And how inquisitively I want to change, evolve or recreate.
Riddance of this stagnant iniquity
And become, progressive!