Life is a journey, a pathway from A to B
It's the same with poetry
But all those words, lines and rhymes
What do they all mean
What did I set out to achieve
I'll answer that simply
I just wanted to be me
Writing is my release
A personal and very effective therapy
I wanted to tell my own story
And in doing so, put my demons and sins at ease
I aimed to pen the kinds of things in which people could believe
Taking them to places where they can relate and say
Yes, this is where I've been
Painting the picture of everyday reality
As a writer, I leave my world wide open
So people like you can feel the emotions
The love, hate, pain and fear
The sweet dreams of success to the blood, sweat and tears
Now I've found a way to express the words
That were previously left unspoken
I now have a powerful tool
Which I can put to good use
In articulating thoughts and feelings that were once frozen
My story has now been told
And my journey has come to the end of the road
I hope you've all enjoyed your travels with me
And that each one of you will take away something
To hold in your memory
But now the hour is late in this tale
And the ship of The Chosen One has set its final sail
You may think it's the end
But I've only just begun
Soon I will have another poetic race to run
A different challenge to face
With new barriers to overcome
I will return in time
But for now, I must bid you all goodbye
