You live your life to the fullest it can be,
but you never had trouble.
You were a great artist, photographer, poet.
Then you get to this point,
a point with no muse,
no ideas,
a writer's block.
Your stuck in this hole,
but you can't find a way to get out.
You think "will I ever get out",
but then you look inside yourself ...you find your sign of hope.
Your hope is with every piece of creativity,
every piece in believing in yourself.
You had asked for a way of help,
but never really had an answer.
Today you found a new muse,
you got out of the creativity hole you were sucked into,
but most of all....you got yourself back with much muse,
much soul in what you do.
Follow your dreams and your heart,
for most will bring you forward,
to go forward and achieving your goal.
You just can't express yourself |:
on the other hand, brilliant poem. (: +fav.