An Over Abundance of Stress

My muse trembles in nervous fear,
My inspiration is not clear.
I cannot write without a light,
I do not see the verse or line,
I cannot hear the words or rhyme,
This darkness blinds my spirit’s sight.
This constant worry causes stress,
And makes my thought process a mess.
There is no poem I can write.

Line count: 9
Form: Nove Otto is a 9-line poem with each line having 8 syllables and a rhyme scheme of a, a, c, b, b, c, d, d, c.