The energy doesn’t flow there
It never gets through
Its like a door that doesn’t open
Or a tightly sealed vault.
I can do all the prep work
But can’t follow through,
I can do all the research and gain the know-how
But it’s all that I can do.
The end of a project
The finish line is always the goal
But something inside me hinders me from completion
It’s like I can’t follow through.
What is this invisible force that stops me?
What is this power controlling my psyche?
Unknowing yet powerful enough to deter me
Almost like I never want to say goodbye To all the hours spent
Creating is what I like to do but I hate being done with it
And start on something new.