I sit, And bit, The tip, Of my pen, I feel rushed, Its exciting, here it comes again, I think, And link, The sync, Of my words, I feel the rhythm, Its melodic, It has to be heard, I write, And cite, The fight, Of my mind, I feel empowered its clever Even better the second time, I stop, And drop, The pop, Of my flow, I feel lost, Its gone, Where did it all go, I recapture, And rapture, The fractured, Thoughts of my head, I feel relieved its back, I no longer carry dread, I finish, And replenish, Then diminish, Fears I feel stronger, Its poetry, Giving me life and bringing so many emotions near,