Severed (Work in progress)

Puzzle pieces littered the floor.
My gaze darting to and fro.
I see my inner child escaping.
I feel my heart leaping and leaving.
My imagination is trying to revive me,
but my rational has already severed
the veins that facilitated my creativity.

Dig deeper.

Free your mind.
Take some time
and dig a bit deeper
just to see what you’ll find.

Jot it down in a notebook,
or film it.
Paint it on a canvas,
or craft it.
Snap it with a camera,
or sketch a rough draft of it.
Act it out,
or sing it out.
Pluck it out
on some guitar strings,
or tap it out on some keys.

leave doubt,
an the fear of failure,