well its been so long since ive written a poem. Mainly because i have lost sight of my muse or my inspiration to write i spent a good chunk of the summer working on a drawing that i just recently finished i thought id be glad to acheive that. well even though it was completed i didnt feel like i had done anything special… thanks to lightcontrast over at http://lightcontrast.wordpress.com/ for reminding me that inspiration can come from anything and that i can’t force it out. which is probably why i havnt been able to be creative for so long. I’ve been trying to force it out instead of letting it work through me.

this poem is about feeling.

I see the stars each night –
I know I will be great;
I feel people’s Pain and Passion.
But….?

When I’m around people –
My mind is blurred as the surface of the ocean;
I talk, but I’m gone With the winds with no direction.
But ….?

There isn’t love or trust
I can willingly give back –
But I seem very unhappy.
Why …?

Life could be crude –
Life could be adventurous;
Life could mean “living”,
But why can’t I …?

I am shelter when others feel pain –
I am comforting when approached;
I am loved by some,
Hated by others.
Why …?

Why can’t I feel other people’s joy?
Some might call me selfish –
Some might call me stupid;
But if only they could feel my pain,
But if only they understood.
I never wished to be sad –
No one would.

But that is what I’m going through –
I know things will get better;
I will watch the sunrise
With someone I might fall in love.
But till then,
I remain as I am…