My Pen Is Shaking

My pen is shaking and begging to be used
As long as it's with me on the journey to where I'm heading, I can't lose
I write from the heart, when most of the world lie and aren't connecting with the truth
My pen is shaking and begging to be used

I Torture pens and abuse pads
I'm attacking anything in my way so Move back 
I can't be stopped, my pen is fully loaded
Growing up they made fun of me, now I'm better than ever and made the bullies hopeless 

A pen is the only weapon I need, what would I be scared for?
I can't blame these kids, when the president of America also uses social media to declare war
The old me would have broke his own heart to repair yours
But I've been back stabbed so much, it's me, myself and I, so what are you here for? 

I had to learn to shine, incase the stars leave
I was kicked while I was down, and they laughed watching my scars bleed
I don't need sympathy or pity
My pen is powerful enough to destroy anyone who goes go war with me 

My pen is shaking and begging to be used
As long as it's with me on the journey to where I'm heading, I can't lose
I write from the heart, when most of the world lie and aren't connecting with the truth
My pen is shaking and begging to be used
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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De Beaulieu Avatar
January 9, 2018 at 2:14 PM
Alex,let that pen flow,flow,flow, flow. Get your poems written out. As many as you can. Never, never, never, stop writing my my friend. have a nice day.
Duffy Avatar
January 12, 2018 at 1:45 AM
I will do, I haven't gone a day without writing since I was 14, so I do write a lot, thank you so much, hope you have a nice day too
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