No Inspiration

"Throw me a word. Any word. I need some inspiration."
"Bleeding strawberries."
I thanked them.
it was nothing earth shattering, mind blowing, or beautiful.
I wanted to ask for a another word.
I wanted a second toss at this word scrabble.
I didn't ask.
so I just used it.

I needed inspiration.

Bleeding made me think of crimson. and crimson made me think of colors.
colors made me think of pain.
strawberries made me think of The Beatles.
Strawberry Fields.
strawberry fields forever.

'let me take you down…'

I thought of endless fields back home. before I
moved to New York.
endless prairie's
fragments of sunlight
colored the masses of moving, breathing grass
my fingertips traced them
I climbed the tall tree
the tree in which I had laughed in.
cried in.
carved my name in.
the tree felt my presence
and remembered me by name.
I asked the tree if I was living was alright.
the tree responded.

The thought of home made me feel empty. so I purged the thought of it from my mind.

I focused in again on inspiration. I needed inspiration. though I had none.

A girl in the next room is playing the piano.
the piano is out of tune.
I wonder why she is playing.
maybe she needs to hear some sound
I need to hear words of inspiration
I begin a train of thought.
the piano is so out of tune.

I lose my inspiration.

I was alone in a room full of people. who threw me words of no inspiration.
colorless words.
that led to nothing inspiring.
bleeding strawberries
had made me think of color,
and The Beatles.
which had me think of music
or the place I had once called home
a piano player lost me
all to which led nowhere.

'Nowhere man, don't worry,
Take your time, don't hurry
Leave it all till somebody else
Lends you a hand'
  
Nothing inspired me.
no one inspired me.
I searched for inspiration.
yet found none.
I asked for inspiration.
I was thrown unusual words
which produced no inspiration

So I wrote completely uninspired.
with meaningless words
with deep feelings of homesickness
with the music of The Beatles
with an untuned piano.

All without an ounce of inspiration.

With these broad roads and vise lands
With nothing at hand you brought me up
And gave me so much more than you ever had
You were my inspiration
My light
My soul
You gave me hope
Made me want to be different
You are my inspiration
My dedication
I dedicate this to you
Everything I am
Everything I will ever be
Everything I've been
You brought me up with nothing from the dust
My mother
My motherland
My homeland
And now here I am
Gave me hope
Gave me sight
Made me see further than I ever could
Gave me pride
Gave me light
Made me shine so much more brighter than I ever was
Gave me flight
made me go higher
Exceed the maximum with no limitation
You were my inspiration
My dedication
Maybe
Maybe just one day I can venture back
Back to you my inspiration
To give thanks
Thanks for everything
But for now I dedicate this
This word
This message
Everything I am
What you made me
Everything I've been
I dedicate it to you
My mother
My motherland
Where I call home
My inspiration to be different
Had so little but gave me so much more
So much more to go on with the rest of my life
You was my guide
My inspiration
My knight in shining armor
My desert flower
Gave me hope from nothing
You was my diamond in the rough
Taught me to love
Taught me all that I know
What can I say
You was my inspiration
You was my angel from above
Taught to love those who hate me
Those who envy me
Taught me to care for those who wish evil upon
You are my inspiration
I hope that someday I grow up to be like you
To be someone else’s inspiration
Because of you I’m who I am
You are my inspiration
My dedication
My homeland