ease, my love

there are times where

my mind just can't seem to stop

you know?

it goes a million miles an hour

and all i so desperately want is to

breathe.

so i grab a pen and begin to

take letters

and strategicallly place them on a paper to form

words

that might just be able

to flow in a poetic way

that expresses the nonsense that no one

could ever understand in

my head.

poetry saves me from myself

everyday.

it can ease the mind, my love.

csj