15 December 2012
Searching for fortune and fame.
But you don't even know my name.
Just words on a empty page.
Emotions of anger, happiness, joy and rage.
I tell you my fears.
Though sometimes I'm in tears.
I share my inspiration.
Delving deep into my imagination.
My muse constantly inspires.
And provokes continuous desires.
I tell of my passions.
Speak of angels and the heavens.
I put pen to paper.
And complete another chapter.
Constantly checking.
Inspecting my ranking.
Will I go higher and reach the top?
Will I expire, will I ever stop?
Each night I rhyme.
Lie awake for quite some time.
Trying to create and share.
Exposing my soul, standing bare.
But is it all in vain?
Is it worth the pain?
When no one even knows your name.
? • Opuss № I