Suffocation Of Soul

Once upon a time, I could rite, I WOULD rite, just 'because'.  I had Faith in my ability to Heal Myself and afford ancillary 'benefit' to those that tolerated my 'Message' >>>  the Message being, 'Express thyself'.  These mornings sheer and utter GUILT overwhelm me with a Suffering that remains untold and UN-Tellable.  I exist as Free Agent of Divine Accounting.  Everyday is a Paradise.  Everyday "Work is Love made Visible" and I routinely exhaust myself from this "Work".  How can I 'speak' for Those That Suffer The Intolerable ?  It is a Suffocation of Soul.