Simplicity

By Siren Silver

A broken heart, a shattered mind
So much to show
So much passion to express
So why can't it burst out?

What's holding everything in?
Gasp! A complex lament over
A small flowing sigh
The well has dried up

What can I say?
What does a tear mean anyway?
What is the point of the dance of a flame
What is the reason for the spark of the sun

Rosy dawn streaks across the sky
And still I feel nothing
Why am I nothing?
Why doesn't it create?

The clouds part and the birds sing
But I can't remember that simple dream
The wings refuse to soar
The soul cannot rise

I'm grounded among reality
When all I want to do is fantasize
Emotions keep bubbling over
And so many ideas flow in my head

What's my reflection saying to me?
What is the dream of a dream?
What is the prayer of hope?
What is the nightmare of evil?

A drop of blood fascinates and destroys
But still I remain unmoved
What's wrong with me
Why can't I express

The mere simplicity of the situation
Does nothing but crushes me
Such a simple thing
To weave pictures and rhythm

But some how, some way
My fingers lay still
The canvas still blank
The paper still cold

Such simplicity, creating is
But what is dancing with a dream?
Longing with out the burning?
Creating with out a Muse?

You know, I really really hate writer's block