Rapture
Silently searching for the reasons why I feel this way
Like searching the heavens for a soul that has gone astray
Eagerly waiting for my prayers to be patiently heard
But there is no answer and I feel like a sheep in the herd.
A constant emotion of not knowing where I belong
Like a set of notes that are barely complied in a song
Perfectly thought, yet nobody has played them along
They summon a feeling, that escapes even the wisest of all.
I lack inspiration and I’m writing as I go along
Not easy to focus when no one's here to study my words
The melody is building and I can’t grasp the theme for this poem
A title is chosen Yet the tension is building in awe
Searching for memories that might spark a glimmer of thought
Yet I’m totally blank
Writing is not easy when your mind is in the millionth place
But I’m still attempting to win this race
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