Cookie Sheets

You live moments
Music rises and falls in notes
Hours pass in seconds
Song Writer is in deep arranging.

Then bang!  Inspiration vanishes.
Song Writer is are more than empty,
for there is empty like never been filled,
and there is empty like well run dry.

Song Writer is understandably withered
Inspiration has voided her like she may not rebound too quick?
Thus, the Song Writer's cookie hath crumbled.  Despair not; woman!
A crumbled cookie is essentially a rearranged cookie sheet.

What about you, friend, how's your tank,
are you running on empty?