Post by neb92 on Nov 19, 2007 18:36:15 GMT -5
The Search for Creativity
by Neb92
In the darkness one finds themselves in often,
We need some way to relieve and soften,
The loneliness that permeates our hearts,
That exist without wonderful works of art.
Forever finding ourselves alone,
Forever releasing a lonely groan,
Forever searching for a light,
Forever working to better our sight.
Fumbling in the darkness forevermore,
Searching for the metaphorical door,
When will our way be bright,
Filled with hope and endless light?
Forever searching forevermore,
Forever weeping on the floor,
Forever stumbling in the dark,
Forever searching for a spark.
Crying, sobbing, hitting, praying,
Walking until we are swaying,
Trying to extend our consciousness,
Working to overcome our absentness.
Forever trying to find a way,
Forever waiting for the day,
Forever weeping for a break,
Forever relieving the endless ache.
Not working for the art,
Will break your sensitive heart,
But if you run from the endless lurch,
Creativity'll taunt you from its high perch.
We need some way to relieve and soften,
The loneliness that permeates our hearts,
That exist without wonderful works of art.
Forever finding ourselves alone,
Forever releasing a lonely groan,
Forever searching for a light,
Forever working to better our sight.
Fumbling in the darkness forevermore,
Searching for the metaphorical door,
When will our way be bright,
Filled with hope and endless light?
Forever searching forevermore,
Forever weeping on the floor,
Forever stumbling in the dark,
Forever searching for a spark.
Crying, sobbing, hitting, praying,
Walking until we are swaying,
Trying to extend our consciousness,
Working to overcome our absentness.
Forever trying to find a way,
Forever waiting for the day,
Forever weeping for a break,
Forever relieving the endless ache.
Not working for the art,
Will break your sensitive heart,
But if you run from the endless lurch,
Creativity'll taunt you from its high perch.
