Words found me lost,

And at once brought me home,

So pain would not accost

Me at any place that I roam.

For an outlet I searched,

To take the pain away,

But the power 'nside me sat perched,

On the hand that turned night to day.

My feelings, outpoured,

From thoughts to words on a page,

Hoping they'll be adored,

And save the bird from it's cage.

Never did I fathom, 

That in word's power I'd find solace,

But my Muses, I have them,

And we care not what they call us.