My Art*fact

I DON'T ALWAYS CHOOSE TO TALK ABOUT HEARTBREAK
SOMETIMES I WANT TO VENT
LAY DOWN A PIECE OF PAPER AND GO AT IT WITH MY PEN
BATTLING ALL MY EMOTIONS WITH THE STROKE OF MY INK

LET MY FINGERS DO THE TALKING

AIRING ALL MY STRESSES AND FRUSTRATIONS

I DISPLAY A DEMONSTRATION

ON THIS HERE PAPER

I FLY TO NEW HEIGHTS

THERE ARE NO LIMITS

THIS IS MY FLIGHT

NO DETAILS ARE EXPLICIT ENOUGH

I CAN TALK ABOUT ANYTHING

BECAUSE THIS IS MY STUFF

I CAN SHED A TEAR RITE HERE
IN THE
MIDDLE OF MY ART

JUST GOES TO SHOW
ITS COMING FROM THE HEART

NO JUDGEMENTS ARE PASSED

I CAN HAVE A GOOD CRY

AS WELL AS A GOOD LAUGH

THE TOPICS ARE LIMITLESS

THE POSSIBILITIES ENDLESS

THIS IS MY SHOW

I'M THE PRODUCER

MY PEN IS THE GUN

AND I AM THE SHOOTER

THIS IS MY SCRIPT

I AM THE AUTHOR

NOBODYS DIRECTING

CUZ I'M THE SHOWSTOPPER

THE BEAUTY OF WRITTING:

IS NOT WHO IS BEHIND IT
ITS WHO DESCRIBES IT
PRESCRIBES IT
AND WHO INSPIRES IT

I AM WHO
BECOMES TO REPRESENT THIS BLANK PIECE OF PAPER.... POETRY IS ART

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