I never really sit down and think what to write about
I get sad and there's a barrage of words that flow from my hands come back up and out through my mouth
I'm not entirely sure what love is or if I'll ever find out
Nor do I know what the future holds
But no one does.
What I do know
Is that I have such strong feelings for you that my mind can't really control itself
That when I see you or hear your voice I am bombarded with a mixture of pleasure and serenity.
And I feel you
But I don't lift a finger.
I know that the past is what has happened and the way things work out have brought such an angel into my life
These words are truth and nothing less.
I never right happy poems.
Happiness isn't a feeling I am accustomed to
I have lived a life filled with lies and regret
Hatred and confusion
Doused in pain
But over these last few days I've taken that made it into armor
I use my pain and regret as a sword to cut through my challenges.
Over these last few days I've realized and promised myself I will not fail
These words are the only weapons I will l wield and I will use them to protect those that I love
And create art that will last forever
