1 September 2012
It seems that I have lost my voice. Let myself go, it was not my choice.
It seems that spark I once has died. Thought about writing, I actually tried.
It seems like I have gone & disappeared. Not hearing from you all has been weird.
Have you forgotten that I even exist? Been gone so long, so much I've missed.
How is it that I let my talents fall. I worked very hard after all...
Is there any point in a big come back? When I've come so far off the track?
My skills and interest have diminished. I feel all washed up like I'm finished.
Just a fad that has come and passed. Read this or not if you can be arsed.
What is this that spills on your page. Seems I am performing on your stage.
Maybe there is more in me than known. Maybe I'm just walking back in the zone.
Even though I have no passionate muse. These words are mine to play and use.
It seems like I'm not done here just yet. Never going away and don't you forget.
Not so fussed on the important events. Won't be sharing out my two cents.
I think from now on this genius mind. Is searching for something else to find.
I Will write about make believe crap. Or shall I write a fast pace rap?
Right now I really don't have the time. To write as much since my phone crime.
I have to say it's been pretty quiet. But other things have been such a riot.
I've gone back to my old writing place. Roleplaying live in a Lycan race.
Forgotten Poet • Opuss № I