I Believe..

Creativity is my bane..because like a hungry raging tide it comes to me sweeping me away in it's wake..raging ceaselessly until I willingly succumb and drown into it's depth uncertain of when I shall resurface again..and still I happily give into this bane..like a a young bird who jumps off the tree into the unknown..uncertain of whether itr will hit the bottom or it shall rise up and fly away to the skies unknown..certain only of a joy within..joy of the warm hope that it might rise and fly high and far away to it's freedom.