Stuck in the Muck

Alright loyal readers... if your out there... anyone? Haha

Many people dont like to think of an artistic block as just that, I myself refer to it as a little detour on the road to creativity. Well my friends it seems as if i have gotten a little lost on my detour for the past couple of months. It happens to the best of us so i decided to break this evil habit. I put pen to paper and just started writing whatever would come out.


This is rare unfiltered Mind Of Me:

I'm stuck,

liquid sand pulls me down

nothing comes forth

my mind a black slate

the ideas roll through me with such astonishing speed

Yet when i try and grasps them

water flows through my finger tips

i need something

One thing to pull my interest

Some one thing that will stick

haunting half thoughts

images a beauty in the mind

but a beast on the paper

So young yet my eternal well runs dry

I need this,

my soul aches to put pen to paper and something miraculous emerger

istead the paper remains white beneath my soulles hand. my inept mind.