F l o r a b u d D

Wednesday, September 02, 2009

A Moment

Where did it all go?
That lust for life?
The inspiration that always
Flowed seems to have
Run dry.
Now I look and the page
Is blank
Nothing jumps out at me.
You take over and the
Sounds disappear in my head
The tap's been left on
My feet are drowning
I know it's my insecurities
Enveloping my creativity,
You try to make me smile
Stop me from looking down
Flush the water away.



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