Sitting in a room

Fingers atop the keyboard

Wishing for inspiration

Every thought a possibility

Every person a muse

Every idea not good enough

Each thought comes slower than the last

Dream journals cannot help

Neither can pages of notes

Uncreativity.

A sentiment so empty it was not given a feeling

A trait so vague it is hardly recognizable

A problem so prevelent it is rarely even seen

Tapping on the keys without producing words

Scanning through the mind without thinking thoughts

Searching through mountains of darkness for one light

One small gilmpse of innovation

One flicker of imagination

One small impulse to light the firework that can shatter the box surrounding an idea

The mind isn’t clouded or empty

It simply does not think the thoughts that are needed

It comes and it goes

Uncreativity.

Alone and afraid,

Waiting for someone to understand,

Waiting for someone to look up and ask:

"Are you okay?"

Hoping for happiness,

Longing for love,

Searching for safety.

Make it all go away.

Fix all the brokenness,

Dry all the tears.

Close up the wounds

And help me to heal.

Madness is freedom

No judgement

No shame

But Madness is torture

Leaves you breathless

And lame

Don't blame the madness

Don't blame the man

Step out of the cycle

I know that you can

You do not know me yet,

You have only seen me.

I am odd.

I am not like all of them or you.

I'm smart but not a genius

Artistic, not creative

Both lazy and ambitious

Independent, cooperative

Don't judge me by my cover

Or what you think you know

Cause there's a lot I cover

That's never up for show

It's been 30 days since I went my own way,

Not a single word from you until today.

You offer me a gift from months ago.

You're reading into everything, I know.

If I take it, you'll believe that there's a chance.

But I assure you there's no more romance.

No valentines for me or you today

I'll see you in September, maybe May.