"Searching"

My fingers may tire
But my mind is on fire
Withe a burning hope, a desire
I seek the truth
And with this passion, I become a sleuth
Searching for my "x" on the map
And avoiding the trap
I seek answers
To my ideas' tiny dancers
That spin and twirl like neon lights
Leaving me to see such strange sights
I ponder on each event
But I still have no idea what they meant
Should I follow my flighty mind
And go in it blind?
Or should I think more
Until my head is sore?
The facts are what I need
So I'll just plead....
...Please.... Just tell me....
Put my mind at ease and just leave me be.......

very nice look forward to more

Nice write....look forward to reading more!

Thanks.... I don't know if I'll be writing much more.... Need inspiration.... Plus, extremely busy with art right now.

Very nice one, like you I have to be inspired to write as well, I always write from my heart, my experiences, from things that move me.. and try to put a story into each poem I wtite.. very good poem I must say.. thank you for sharing