Why I Slam
Tap Tap Tap Tap
Slam!
My pen flies across the page
ideas flood my head
and in minutes I'm drowned in words
Emotions and expressions
throw themselves onto the paper
spreading their wings and learning to fly
Sparks set the ink ablaze;
it's burning into the parchment
and slowly setting me free
The ink and paper let me breathe
allowing me to feel relief and joy
that I sometimes I cannot express with speech
They make me feel alive and not repressed
to be able express and have to speak
is why I write.
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