Freedom in the Pen
Once Upon A Time
the Pen was Mine
to Write the words
No-One wanted Heard
Then one day I Started Caring
Became less Dareing
the Pen was Lost
Rampent Thoughts Fought
You can see the Ink drip out my Eyes
though the Tears that I Cried
with All these Fears Trapped inside
picked up the Pen Again to be my scribe
No longer Lost
the battles Fought
No need to Wonder when
I now Regain Freedom in the Pen