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Write what you know
She says.
She inspires me, I want to listen.
But when I write
My pen is colored dark ink and leaves
Never before have I turned you down
Crumpled up the paper and threw you around
Words so sweet and feelings so dear
Don't test them. I won't, he swears
Energy inside so deep to the core
Life! is it really free?
Freedom, is the will to strive
Endure , and Prosper...
I walk through my city, full of despair
Poverty stricken neighborhoods, no freedom is there!
Love lost, None found...!
Ideas are illustrations of the mind and I am the artist
Why do I write?
I write to shine light on those stuck in the dark
To give a voice to the voiceless
And hope to the hopeless
I was in your shoes once
Why do i write poetry ?
I write because no one else knows my story
No one knows what I've been threw
No one have been threw what I've been threw
Lets start by saying my mom is my reason
It was unstopable.From the moment I reached out,to let the thoughts run from the tips of my fingers
to the unending horizon of white.Time ended that moment.Breath ceased and the world paused on its axis.
When I was younger,
I used to try
to jump off of tables
to make myself fly.
But when my bones were all broken
(and my dreams were as well)
I came to realize
why I always fell:
There’s darkness.
And colors
Like rainbows
Like orbs
light
life
Inside of this corpse
But I can’t get it out.
I can’t claim it
