A Poem For A Poem

Ink to the paper

Paper to the ink

My mind lets loose 

My feelings and emotions become free

It becomes easier to think

A little bit easier to breathe 

A poem is a collection of my words

But what is a word ?

Letters in a row describing something.

Or 

Love 

Faith

Desire

Confusion

These are what you see written on paper

But what you cant see there is what the ink seems to hide

My feelings inside

You see a poem to me is how I let go 

How I escape and let the world know

What is going on around us what is going on in my head 

Beacause a poem means nothing if all you are really using is a 

Paper 

and

Pen.