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Imprisoned
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It festers in the mind,
blocking the tricks up my sleeves.
Never returning in kind
as it eats me alive in the darkness it weaves.
Hoping to find today’s inspiration,
the laughing, yet crazed voice mocks me
as I’m searching for my newest creation,
climbing time and time again the highest tree.
In the canopy I can see my own shining light,
nurturing my soul with the thoughts I need.
But then I feel the icy grasp of a wight,
the ravenous creature pulling me to the ground with greed.
The beast maims my mind with satisfaction,
my blood still wet on its monstrous snout.
I must fight against this caged suffocation,
Lest I remain eternally in the prison of doubt.
blocking the tricks up my sleeves.
Never returning in kind
as it eats me alive in the darkness it weaves.
Hoping to find today’s inspiration,
the laughing, yet crazed voice mocks me
as I’m searching for my newest creation,
climbing time and time again the highest tree.
In the canopy I can see my own shining light,
nurturing my soul with the thoughts I need.
But then I feel the icy grasp of a wight,
the ravenous creature pulling me to the ground with greed.
The beast maims my mind with satisfaction,
my blood still wet on its monstrous snout.
I must fight against this caged suffocation,
Lest I remain eternally in the prison of doubt.
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Love it! I do so agree that doubt is a strong enemy of most artists, it's one of mine in fact. 
I really do love this piece, it tells the story I have every time I make something.
I really do love this piece, it tells the story I have every time I make something.