As another lover rebirths himself in poetry,
I am thrown into the world of typewriters and maladaptive daydreams.
I see a soliloquy;
My mind becomes a destroyer of my brain, bursting at its seams.
As every creative mind battles sanity,
A billion ideas amount to nothing in the eyes of that judgemental mentality.
Pen on paper yields my reality- It brings me serenity.
Oh, say you'll love me! My sweet honey-bee,
You're in my wonderland now, courtesy of me.
