Who Needs Inspiration Anyway?

   
Once again I find myself staring at a blank page    
This creative block has my mind is stuck in a cage    
I try to pick the lock, let the beast out of this pen    
As I begin to scribble it's like I lose myself again    
     
Going insane from all these rambles    
That've left my brain in shambles      
I light this flame up like a candle      
Paint colorful words just like a vandal      
I check the dictionary where they're ample to sample      
But I'm not out of the woods yet, still cutting through all these brambles      
     
There's a storm churning in my brain      
Must hone these skills that I can't feign      
For all the years that I have trained    
Focusing thoughts is still a strain, so I'm in pain      
     
Thinking I will never be good enough    
My notepad's collecting dust      
So now I'm scraping off the rust    
     
Once more I look to a new peak    
And though I know my chance is bleak    
I plot my way up to the top    
Know I won't stop until I drop    
Crushed beneath an avalanche    
But unless I take the chance    
There is no way that I can leave my audience entranced      
     
It's so romantic how I'm frantic    
Revitalized, it's necromantic    
Raised like the Titanic from the depths of the Atlantic    
Apologize for my past antics when my depression was manic      
     
Lifting the lid on my coffin      
Before everyone was scoffing    
But now I'm back to deliver      
Charon returned me from the river      
Now it's time to finish this passage      
Casting aside all of this baggage      
When I'm finished, I'll be leaving everything behind me ravaged