It used to be so easy
Words the fairies whispered
And my soul remembered
My personal diary
It flowed, you see
Making sense to only me
Sometimes

Yet, sometimes
It came from somewhere else
Like a dream spoken in my ear
And I was left to imagine it
Never comprehending
But relying on it to learn

Someone or something out of sight
Trying to tell me something
It all seems vacant now
Like I’ve woken from the dream
And I can no longer remember
It completely

09/30/2005

Author's Note: I've lost my ability to write. I'm subscribing to the "just write something and maybe it will come back" theory.

Posted on 09/30/2005
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