I push pen to paper
My feelings dissipate like vapor
Never underestimate the power of the pen
It draws from deep within
The word z have been in me for ages
I just let them flow across the pages
Often times they reveal my rages
I Write
I do not apologize for what I see through my eyes
If I should ever fear to write something down
That would mark the day I lay my pen down
And cease to make a sound
I Write
Write my last write
Recite my last poem
Right my last right
Fight my last fight
I Write
Wrong my last wrong
Sing my last song
Do my last deed
I Write
Say my last word
Breathe my last breath
Confess my last secret
Succeed my last success
Digress my last digress
I Write
Climb my last climb
Reach my last height
Rhyme my last rhyme
Love my last lover
I Write
Consume my last meal
Pay my last bill
shyt my last shyt
I love to write
I live to write
I hold my pen tight
I eat, sleep and shyt my write
I Write
It’s my right to write
Some people read and get up tight
When I write, I write my life
From inside my eyes is what I bring
Did Leonardo da Vinci look over at Michael Angelo and say
WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING?
I Write
Art cannot be defined
It flows from a deep state of mind
I don’t need a certain title
For me to write is vital
I fight for the right to write
I sleep and wake with pen in hand
I Write all across this land I plan
I Write
Shakespeare said “To be, or not to be†that is the Question
To be what the F_ck you want to be that is the Answer
I entertain many guest
They all have stories and want to confess
They all speak at the same time
Dictating line after line
So many voices that want to be heard
So many sounds that want to be made
When I read too many hands reach to turn the page
I Write
I’m often with company and never alone
Often accused of my mind being gone
Diagnosed with MDD there is nothing wrong with me
Most people fear creativity
There is no place called alone
I’m an artist amongst the most creative kind
Sometimes I just say it
Sometimes I just rhyme
How can I sleep with a word stuck in my mind?
I Write