Tuesday, February 3, 2009

hidden

o inspiration, where are you hiding
are you outside, in the cold
hiding beyond these four walls
dear inspiration
when i long to express emotions buried deep within
and the thoughts that are backed up like traffic in my mind...you hide
water drips, i hear it in the distance
the clock continues to tick, second after second
the streets are busy with people passing
but everything else stands still
when thoughts in my mind are ready to explode
when anxieties, fears and frustrations change from day to day
everything else stands still
sweet inspiration
at times you offer yourself in endless amounts

other times you stay hidden
and you leave me with nothing else to ponder but where you may be