Inspiration (A Poem)

Once I was inspired to write

There was music blaring in my ears

I failed to captured dramatic melodies

Smooth harmonies, cascading crescendos

They trickled through my fingers

Like water through a sieve

Inspiration
Once I was inspired to write

A thought, drifting through the air

A butterfly, softly landing on my shoulder

I stared at it wonderingly, reaching out

But I never saw the thought again

It floated away, on its fragile wings

Once I was inspired to write

I caught a glimpse of someone special

My heart skipped a beat, and I smile

They look over at me, and in a fit of panic

I turn away. I want to catch this feeling

But it disappears before I know it

I want to be inspired to write

But there is nothing.

Instead of thoughts, there is a void

Sometimes I want my world to be full of inspiration

I want my world to be filled of

Happiness, dreams and music

But it isn't and never will be...

Right?