An Empty Nutshell

And so all year I have failed at what I once was told was my greatest talent. And that scares me. So now I force myself to think. I force words onto paper and it's not easy any more and it doesn't feel right. Think, Dammit, think. Is this all you have to say for yourself? no. I know better. It's in there, somewhere, waiting to explode and release. Dammit. Why can't I think? Am I haunted-- Fearing failure? No. Am I so lost in my own world that I no longer can put it into words? No.. perhaps. Have I lost all capable emotion or ability to express those emotions, if any? I don't know. I want it back. [18th September 2007]