It's Not Just Poetry
It's not just pen and paper
and words on a page.
It's freeing your heart
from its barbed wire cage.
It's the feeling you get
when you can finally breathe
after drowning for years
in a cold, dark sea.
It's rhyme and rhythm
and a steady hum.
It flows through your veins
and beats like a drum.
It's the words that you think
but don't dare say.
It's the forbidden thoughts
you keep locked away.
It's every emotion
that you'll ever feel.
It's pain and sorrow
and learning to heal.
It's every beginning
and every end.
It's the hurt when you break
when you needed to bend.
It's the ache in your chest
when you just want to shout
and it's the sigh of relief
when you've let it all out.