I need a Spark.
A sudden upheaval of my 5 Senses.I feel the burning desire for so much more.
Its somehow trapped between my insides and my skin.
Pores clogged by negativity that I let invade my inspiration cavity.
Slowly pulverizing my purest thoughts. Leaving me without believing.
I must create a fist. A pounding fist to shatter the blinded direction and open new visions to my inner creative rifts of beauty, join the beauty.
Touch mother earth, consume her sweet nurturing energy and become one with with my Inner self.
Becoming your own muse is the greatest gift in the world, because no one can ever rip me apart from myself, only I have that power.