"My Muse"

I don't know where it comes from, my poetic energy.

I don't know how it happens but the words just flow from me.

And my thoughts are all that I can see,

And my muse inspires me

And takes me away

To another day

When all my troubles were years away.

I lie in the green, green grass,

Sweetly reminiscing of my past.

But moments like these never last

I must return to the present

And hope I don't resent

All the happiness that's absent

Or all the things I've done

And what I've become:

So bitter and numb

To the real world, but I'm just a girl,

Lost in the twirl

And the winds that whirl

And swirl from simply being me.

And oh how I long to be free.