Numb

I'm being told to write
but i have nothing to say.
Which is quite a fright!
The monster has gone astray. . .

What if he's my only light,,
my dark and passionate insight?

The madness may be key!
The very absence I adore,
May be the only thing to see!
What if I need the raging war?

I need something to believe,
that will set me free!