Billy P.

Expressionless at most

Emotional at least

That is the outside 

Thoughts have words never said

I held my tongue as though it were a thing to be reckoned with

My mind tells my body to cease fire

Though the shots have left my lips

Through thick and thin

Freedom is only an expression with consequences

They chose to fight with words

So will I

I have stared down the barrel of a gun called ignorance

I have learned now

That my hands have the ability to capture the past, present, and future

In one verse

Until my last day

I will remember my first expression

thank you for the heart break

My Love