Uninspired;

I feel uninspired,

Lost among the Motzarts and Pacassos.

How am I supposed to make my mark?

Barried under the Robert Frosts and Edgar Allen Poes.

I'll dig untill my fingers are stained red,

Till I think I see the light.

But its only an illusion,

Created by some obscene part of my mind,

Where all I want is to be free,

Where everyone knows my name.

But I have long to go untill I reach the light,

Untill everyone sees the real me.

But just maybe,

Feeling uninspired, is what inspires us all.

Reviews

[Patrick Henry]

I used to feel "lost" amongst the Poes and Pacassos, too. Parts of my mind and some things in my life were much much darker than any story I ever read. I used to think that whatever I said, had been done before in our human history millions and millions of times!! It seemed that once I learned how to talk, that I was told to shut up and listen. It wasn't until I started going to all the President's houses, and learned about their up-bringing, and what THEY Had to go,through..... that I put in perspective how fragile "fate" may be, and what course we can take in our lives that changes everything in a moment's notice!! I spent a lot of time in my head, growing up, and I think over this past year writing all my poetry, it couldn't wait to come out. : ) I USED to feel uninspired in the respect that I am not unique enough to have a voice worth listening to.... now, people read ME and feel inspired!! lol Freakin' cool...... You tackle a very cool subject in this poem and the way you said it, that I haven't seen on this site yet. I honestly think that if this were written to a "form", that it would stand out from others. Aly, the only way is up. Once you are thinking on these lines, you acquire the tools you need to build!! xoxo -Mark