Wednesday, November 21, 2012

         Poetry is my escape
it's where I go when I can't speak
I write
It helps me to download
My most inner thoughts and perceptions
 
 
 
I exhale after I write a poem
Then I know my train of thought is complete
 
 They are Not about me
I love playing with the many situations that go on with others
Relationships, love, hurt, pain, lust, erotic, spiritual.
 
 
 
There is no order to my thoughts
 
They are what they are
They come out
How they come out
 
No force, So that's how I know its my gift
 
Been that way since 12 ....................................................

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