Ever had the feeling that your touched by a muse, but you cant channel that energy into anything worthy of it.

That me right now. It Wreaking Emotional Havok. I cant seem to do anything about it. I am beset by every emotion. I want to Draw or paint or somthing but everything i do is a sham of what i want it to be. Alone in a sea of turbulance. Of Images so amazing that i want to show them to the world yet i can only produce cruel mockerys of there beauty.

I know some of this is fuled but missing her. Realitly Anchor lost long ago. Like a sheet flapping in the wind. Tiller snapped like so much of my mind.

Anyone know what to do when you need to let out but cant find a way?