Melissa Enslin Poet I do not know?

My Way

A WAY TO GET OUT – THE ONLY WAY
THE WAY THAT I LIKE IT

NO ONE THAT WILL LISTEN
NO ONE WHO CARES 
WHERE DO I STAND?
AM I READY TO START??
DO I STAND IN THE MIDDLE OR AT THE END?

THERE ARE SO MANY WAYS TO GET
RID OF MY WORRIES, PAIN AND SORROWS
BUT I STILL CHOOSE MY WAY..
THE BEST WAY

FOR MY HEART IS MY INK
MY VOICE THE PEN
AND He…
He IS MY PAPER

WHITHOUT Him my heart would have no ink
FOR He IS MY REFILL
MY VOICE WOULD HAVE NO STABILITY 
FOR He HOLDS MY NOTES FIRM
AND He,,,He IS MY ENDLESS SUPPLY OF PAPER

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Cory Long May 6, 2011 at 1:24 PM i like this some days I feel this way, and writing is a great escape and relief for me keep up the writing for you have a talent and not everyone can write.. cory