Creativity Hostage
I need a little push
this fine morning
for some reason
my mind's malfunctioning
can I trade it in
for a newer model?
the thrill of a new begin
my soul has much,
maybe too much to say
my heart is so eager
to light the creative way
I'm searching for
a spiritual flow
even though I surely know
flow isn't something
that one finds
it simply comes
when we relax our minds
still, my agitated brain
holds hostage my creativity
hiding it away
deep inside of me
maybe I'll put out
an APB
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