Monday, October 27, 2008

Whining in Rhyme

I feel like I've got nothing to say
And lots of words pent up inside of me
I feel like I've got nothing to give
What talent I have flails aimlessly
I feel like I'm all emptied out
And yet, I feel something growing inside
I feel like I'm ready to give up
Still somehow I keep fighting, staying alive
I keep rushing forward then sliding again
I wish I could cut myself a little more slack
I feel ready for something to start anew
To release the old hangups that hold me back

1 comment:

erin said...

Somehow in the plugging away when feeling empty... somehow there we find grace. (And sometimes that plugging away looks like pausing, taking a deep breath, getting some rest... and then continuing on.)