One must think
express
live
never rest
fight
be strong
pursue
push on

Tell what must be said
to free the pressure inside my head
the thoughts
the dreams
the fears
the things
you wan't no one to here
but want everyone to listen

The calm before the crash
the thrill before the smash
the ocean of ideas
waiting to be heard,
waiting to be ridden

This is what poetry does to me