My Words Echo

My Words Echo I won’t be here forever One day, ascend through Azure clouds I’m running out of time Born to write poetry Just pondering Leave all of my writings behind Save them for my son to read Running out of ideas Sometimes, writer's block Can I write you a poem? They all have meaning you know Pen, always writing Ink, always bleeding Thoughts, always scrambling Document your life Words written in a journal My words echo Melody through a piano Echos unbound Just writing you a letter One day, all be dust everywhere