The sound of silence surrounds me
but the echo of my thoughts engulfs me
My blinkers keep battering while iLie awake..
yet my emotions seem to be asleep with the rest of the world.
Has my muse forsaken me?
For all iFeel is the captivity of loss-for-words.
So many thoughts and emotions to pen down
Yet my thoughts and pen aren’t in symphony.
Oh muse, where art thou…has thou deserted me?
Or has my fusion with reality made thee jealous?
Like a repentant sinner…
..and as sober as a judge
iLie awake waiting for my muse to propel safe landing of the thoughts me on a page.