Pieces of Me

Sat, 04/16/2016 - 00:01 -- Ayomi

My pen and paper

Two thing I can't live without

My sole comforters 

When I am in doubt

Through tornados and storms

And tears and moans

I know I'll be alright

With a pen and paper in hand

Lost in my world

Alone with my thoughts

I feel whole

Not lonely 

No longer afraid of the dark

Because I have discovered

Pen and paper are my life

Without you I am lost

Scared and heartbroken

A twig in the desert

To be blown away: Inconsequential

My forever friends

My comfort in winter

My solace in death

My pen and paper

The heart of my soul

The glue of my heart

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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