I Write

I write
When the world seems like a place that is not my home
I write
When the world seems like a beautiful place
I write
All I need is the ink in the pen and a paper to serve as my punching bag
To release the pain the joy, the sadness, the triumph I feel inside of me
I write
Inspiration overflows from my soul and the feelings pour out and my victim is my paper
My therapist is my heart, my mind feels cluster phobic and needs to escape
The escape is my paper, but I need my pen because without my pen ..

I Cannot Write

My pen is my sword, paper is my enemy
I love my pen and I need my enemy, 
But truth is,
I need my enemy to heal…
I write……

We all need each other
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Agustin Avatar
February 19, 2025 at 1:33 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Have a blessed day.
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January 21, 2016 at 10:45 PM
Dimakatso great poem. Enjoyed reading........ SKAT **
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