My Everything
In this state of my existing poetry means to me
An endless free-flowing form of energy.
An idea, an emotion expressed in waves
Of vocalizations from my brain.
The ability to convey
What some can't see
my message of thought to another being
There are no words to describe this feeling
Poetry is that, the fresh air I breathe
The shining light that I see
The force of life within me.
Poetry is my everything.
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