nothing to say...

I have been trying to write stuff for ages. I have written many poems, some of them are ok, good enough to be published on a bbc web site. But at the moment, i can't write anything of value or lasting substance.

If i look at all the poems i have written i can see, some of them are good but many of them are just crap.
That's the way it is, but at the moment i can't let go and just write anyway.
I have to like what i am doing, and i don't. That is what is holding me back, fear of writing rubbish, fear of looking foolish.

And i'm not in touch with my core, the raw part in the centre of me. The primative act first, think later part of me. It just seems like i don't feel strongly about anything, nothing effects me enough deep down.

The thing is, this could well be a good thing... I have no idea