Expressionism

Give me a pen and I shall write

with this pen I believe I can fight

I can with it write and write till I write no more 

I can with it be expressionistic and try by all means to be analystic

But give me a voice and I will not speak

it makes me feel like falling from a mountain peak

There's a lot I can do with my pen 

this includes the things I couldn't do from childhood

With this pen I think I think

With it I remain focused such that I fail to blink

I use it to express my emotions, hoping to get people's attention

My family,friends just a few to mention

I decide to move around with a pen , so that I express my happiness and even pain

My words my words why do you keep drifting away from me?

Whenever I try to spit you out you glide back and forth my mouth

I fail to set apart my labials , they sleep together profusely , holding each other's hands tightly with the aim of fighting you

When I drop ink on paper it encourages me to go deeper 

It makes me feel like unvailing all my emotions 

But I'm afraid if this s persists I will be drinking from the cup of pride