My Pad
When my pen meets my pad I never know
Where the ink gone take me
Use to write alot about struggle and pain
because that was my safety
One dimensional once was my thoughts
Until I learn to use writing to get away
Love poetry but want the versatility to write
About anything
To be honest I can only write so much about
the struggle and pain
Wanna write about the sun and the and refrain
From writing about the same things
Trying to hear the silence you hear when you
Jump from a plane
For five to six seconds can't hear thing because
There's not anything to hear
Simple put when my pen meets my pad I just
Want the ink to take me to a place of cheer
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