QuackingMoron

I tried. I poured my heart and soul into every word… With every line... I tried to paint images in front of you. I tried to make you see what I did. I wanted you to see. I wanted you to look into my world if even for a moment. I wanted for you to smile and enjoy everything I had to offer. But alas, I lack the skill. I lack the talent. I lack everything I need. There is no amount of words I could ever write… No amount of emotions I could try to portray… It all falls upon deaf ears… All my images upon blind eyes. My soul has faded… My ability to create diminished. Everything I worked for… It will