The Wolf And His Pen

Legacy

Dark demons in my mind

Never can I find

The reason behind this way I feel

To separate what which is fantasy from that which is real

And so I rhyme

To pass my time

Away

It's just another day

It's dark and it's dreary

Then it's bright and it's cheery

I can't make sense of this world

So I let my pen unfurl

I am writing poetry as my escape

I'm sure there are some who can relate

I am writing poetry as my release

I don't think I could ever cease

and desist

I must insist

On writing in the hues of happiness

In the laments of depression

In the emptiness of loneliness

In the glow of compassion

I can write with a soul

Whether white as snow or dark as coal

I write as a passion

Lay waste to paper

Literary assassin

Yet I am pretty sure it's plain to see...

I write my poetry

To leave behind

A legacy..

Written By:

Ian L. Niswonger