Talen's blog: "Just . . ."

Let's see now . . . how long have I been gone . . . ? ehh who cares. too many months. But I'm back now! Will I be active? Uhm . . . >.>

feelings . . . what are they? an illusion? a trick of my mind a plot to deceive what is this pain? it rests in my heart is it just me? please . . . disappear i can't take it i'll hide in my mind the world of my dreams something is there hidden in shadows what is it? beneath the moon she hangs in the sky my tortured mind wonders please . . . tell me why the tired night answers a whisper unheard i retreat to myself in deeper and deeper don't come near my shell because it'll shatter the darkness holds comfort the lonely sky darkens watching my plight it cries out the tears that died in my eyes

My mind is blank. It has become a void which cannot be filled. My ideas are coming, but they cannot be advanced. Why? I don't understand. There are so many different paths which could be taken, but . . . each has shifted so completely as to have become a twisting, turning, ever-changing entity with no shape or form. There is no explanation, the inspiration which normally haunts me has been utterly dampened