Free

For me, 

Poetry means being free

Floating through my melodies like a bee through the breeze,

Carelessly letting you see me through these words that I speak,

These words that hide me when I am weak,

and give me strength when I seek to rise up and stand upon my feet after being knocked down by defeat,

These words engulf me into their arms,

embracing and bracing me against harsh criticisms and adversities allowing me to see that I am loved here in their world

These words accept me...

For me...

Within these lines, 

I am free.