If you gave me a pen and paper
I will tell the page more than you
It never judges my thoughts or feelings
Unlike the people surrounding me do
All write words creating wonderful verses
My mind and ideas roam without care
Yet when you confinscateate my poor sheet
I feel tied to the thick breeze in the air
Poetry easily became my far-away home
It slipped into my heart, refusing to leave
So I treat it like every other houseguest;
With gentle touches in a deep luxury
It helps me conquer my battles daily
And taught me to embrace my scars
I relate to these simple words on paper
That feels as complex as shining stars
Thus, if you gave me a pen and paper
My hand will perform beautiful ballet
Emotions of mine cover lines with ease
As I write all my negative thoughts away
©k.kieran
K