inspiration

a garden,

filled to the brim with flowers of every color

an treasure chest poking up from under the sand

with images of a love that used to be and objects that tell their story

a forest, dark and scary

nightmares come to life within

inspiration is everywhere

i find mine in the little things

my heart, split open

bleeding on everyone and everything around

my mind, that constantly spins in circles,

overthinks everything i have ever believed

my face, and its every expression

the image of every thought i have

the poems i've written

the memories i've made

the people i've loved

the people i've lost

the places i've been

the places i long to go

and all the other things that make us human

because inspiration is everywhere as long as we keep finding it