Putting Pen to Paper
They say that eyes are windows to the soul
But I have to disagree
Words can paint a picture that eyes could never see
Descriptions change the world around you
And put you to a mirror
So we can examine what can only be called an internal reign of terror
Putting pen to paper, tattooing the pages
With grievances we can’t cry out
And hide behind happy faces
It is here we find our solace
It is here we dull the pain
It is with these words we write down what we normally can’t explain
And as we fight our demons
Lost battles leading to won wars
We begin to see that our bodies are not the only ones covered in scars
Everyone has their troubles
Everyone has their plights
And the only way to survive each day is to make it through the night
So scribble, scream, erase, and write
Tear out endless pages of work because the message just doesn’t sound right
Isolate yourself from the world for just fifteen minutes
Turn off your phone, TV, and all those other gadgets
And allow yourself to be alone with your thoughts
As scary as it might sound
You’ll find something deep inside, and I beg you to write it down
Because thoughts like friends come and go
And are sometimes never seen again
So capture every raw emotion in black ballpoint pen
Get it off your chest
Share it with the world
Because poetry is lens in which we can create a perfect society
And criticize the reality we live in
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