God did you take my gift away?

I want to know why there's no inspiration falling beside,left, right as well as frontal anymore? I want to know why is it - that when I pick up my pen it's to write math equations or English quotes have I contracted the disease of the mind, writer's block? I'm too creative for all of that I have a lot to say! I used to before now I came up with a horrible conclusion... God did you take my gift away? Did you take the stroke of my pen? my hand rhythm? Or my creative thinking? did you remove the word stalled in my heart and did you pitch it black? God if you did is it because I send? Was it because I didn't listen? Could have been because I pleasure myself before doing what I am told? Did you take it from me? What's that knocking? Is it the voice of my conscience? Saying how could I accuse the Almighty? Well how could he have taken my expression my only means of yelling Out To the world , they never seem to listen My paper never complains Should I blame it on Satan? I don't associate with him God did you take it please tell me tell me! I'm dying for that imagery, simile, metaphor and the trees waved at me because I was too deadly Dying off wandering I even asked God did you take my gift away?..