The Missing Ed!

This friend of mine called Ed
Has disappeared and i see red
You see he had a hold on me
And kept me from all baloney
As he is gone.. i'm going mad
And you can see, a wee bit sad
He keeps me sane and happy
And not idiotic and flappy.
As he is gone i am all stuck
Have run out of writer's luck
I cannot rhyme, I cannot verse
I cannot sing a tune adverse
I think i can no longer write
In my tongue, for all my might

So dear Ed, wherever are you
Come back soon.. a poem's due
And let me write my verse in peace
And drum up my old expertise
Come back soon so i may write
And spare me this sorry plight!!
Oh yes  let this be said
His first name's Brain
The middle Heart.
Brain Heart Ed, that's all.