Creating Art vs Marketing It

creativity brings me glee
but editing is drudgery 
and marketing kicks up more shit
I wonder "what was the point of it?"

Feeling inspired
Then feeling tired
Sharing one's revelation
Then wishing to regain the jubilation 
that once was

The moment I first discovered  
That jewel of truth
That crystal of wisdom 
Sparkling like the beauty of youth

A connection spiritual, creating an uplift
A moment that was nothing less than a gift

I wish I could go back to that initial insight
When the world around me felt more than alright

Now I'm covered in papers, mired in thoughts
Wishing I could regain that moment that sadly I've lost