To create...

I feel a longing, an urge, a need to create something beautiful. It's not a fancy, a wish, or a passing whim. It continues to pain me, to pull at me with more strength each coming day. I need to write something, paint something...create! To bring into existance something that expresses the things I've felt inside, something that though others may not be able to relate to it, they can still understand. I can hear the song, but I can't think of the notes. I can I need to write a poem, to compose music, say something that will take all these pent up longings and turn them into something beautiful...something beautiful...because at times like these, I feel beautiful on the inside.