Divinity

When you're stuck in space,

In a desolate place.

Pen to pad is something that can break the emptiness.

You starting writing the words you're is uttering to you,

But no one hears them, just only you.

Feelings, emotions, coupled with...

A stew of unheard words just stuck on a piece of paper, wondering...

"Will we ever be heard?"

But those words become your poetry,

But most of all, they become a figment of how the world was once shaped around you,

So when you or someone you love looks back at those words, that summed into a poem

They would say, "We were heard atlast".