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Poetry is me


The power of poetry can be a the power of saving a life,

It may sound over dramatic, but it's certainly not a lie,

Just a young kid, i was 12 going threw a tough time,

My father an addict, and my mother a victim telling me the constant lie "i'm fine."

12 year old, i had no say, unless it was to myself,

i turned to my black book to see if it'd help,

Poems aren't all about the ryhmes, but about a story they tell,

But ass you can see, i always had a thing for ryhming (that was unintentional),

i just knew that once i picked up a pencil and let it onto the paper,

I'd imagine the fighting and arguments turning into water vapor,

All the problems would lift off the page, and float away,

I wouldn't have to worry about what anyone said or did,

This writing helped me to grow into a strong minded kid,

By the age of 15 my mom packed up and left,

My dad thought it was a test, until he realised himself he was a mess,

Here I am 5 years and 7 black books filled with poems later writing to start a life of my own,

Poetry will always be a part of me,

It's something i've seen to not grow apart from, because it's always there when problems come,

I probably won't understand how words on paper give me this sense of tranquility,

Maybe because it's all spoken out of reality,

I don't know, but im destined to find out,

But as for now, life, love, and strength is all i'll wonder about.

 

 

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