My words flow 
on paper,
the stress loses its 
leash.

Allowing me to be 
vulnerable
without the 
lost of dignity.

The pen and the paper
becomes 
the doctor.

That cures my obsessions of 
love, life, pain and happiness.

And I make you feel,
what I feel.

Challenging, 
the opinions you have of me 
and the words I spew.

The life I lead 
and the character 
I am.