a symphony of silence,
 
a cloud of fears
 
a mess of memories
 
a pool of tears.

an unsolved puzzle
 
a broken clock
 
a tainted canvas
 
a keyless lock

These metaphors 
 
they are my mind
 
and without a poem
 
I would be blind
 

I'd be immersed 
 
in an endless sea
 
an untamed sea
 
of creativity

poetry's a voice
 
that I understand
 
It's a fearless portrayal
 

of where I stand

It solves the puzzle
 
repairs the clock
 
It paints the canvas,
 
unlocks the lock.