These Words I Write a Poets Life

I SPEND HOURS OF MY DAY WRITING ANOTHER STORY TO SHARE NOT A NOVEL OF ANY KIND JUST DESCRIBING IT THROUGH A RHYME SOME TIMES THE WORDS COME EASY OTHER DAYS I FEEL SO EMPTY THAT'S JUST THE WAY IT GOES BEING A POET, ALL THROUGH LIFE YOU SEEK TO FIND THE RIGHT WORDS TO DESCRIBE WHAT YOU PAINT IN A PICTURE TO SHARE WITH OTHERS HELPING A STRANGER KNOW WHO I AM I WRITE FROM DEEP DOWN EXPRESSING FEELINGS I CAN'T SPEAK THROUGH THIS INK IT SENDS A MESSAGE WITH LOTS OF MEANING THIS THING I ENCOUNTERED YESTERDAY I DIDN'T THINK I COULD EVER WRITE SOME THING LIKE THIS IN LIFE STRUGGLE YET THE WORDS FLOW COMING FROM DEEP WITH IN MY SOUL HOPING WHAT I SHARE WILL HELP ANOTHER LIKE MYSELF TO GROW AND CHANGE ALL THESE THINGS DONE WRONG I CAN'T JUST ERASE ANY OF IT YOU KNOW THATS WHY I WRITE THESE POEMS SHOWING FIRENDS ANF FAMILY AND STRANGERS TOO THAT NO MATTER WHAT YOU CREATE FOR OTHERS TO READ IT'LL ALWAYS BE A PART OF HISTORY SOME THING THAT CAN'T BE REPLACED ONCE IT'S CREATED IT FOREVER STANDS IN THE WORLD WE KNOW HIDDEN AWAY IN A POEM DEEP INSIDE A MIND I DON'T KNOW SOME TIMES I STRESS MY PAIN AND ANGER IN THE WORDS I WRITE OTHER TIMES I SEND JOY THROUGH THE PICTURES I PAINT WITH THESE WORDS FROM DEEP WITH IN......