Dear poetry,
Im back again
Pen in hand
Afraid to stand
How are you this week?
Treat me with your fascinations
Distract me from there laughs
Listen as i tell you all the secrets from my past
Silence was my default setting
Until i met you of course
Together we break barriers
Together we attack with force.
I tell of friends, of foes alike
And with every word your interest spikes
My voice, my soul, my passions be
How saved ive been
Since ive found thee
Our art it shines unlike the rest
Always thriving, striving to impress
And even if we arent the best
We tell our truths to get them off our chests
You've made me better, happy even
So with pen in hand
Im never leavin'