My heart over whelmed with emotions,
My mind flooded with thoughts.
I didn't know how to voice them,
So behind my lips words were constantly fought.
Tried to voice these emotions in so many ways,
But failed each time, I guess this was a phase.
Words pressed hard against my lips, I was amazed
But they failed to break free so things became very vague.
Then I found a new way of expression through the pen and paper,
My tears slowly began to dry up and become vapors.
I watched them dance together as they told the story about me,
and from then on I grew to adore thee.
They were there when I was hurt with no one by my side.
They were there when I was broken and only able to cry.
They opened up my heart and reveled the feelings I tried to hide.
They showed me beautiful words I didn't know I had inside.
Beautiful words called Poetry, Floetry, or even Poetic Justice.
It came from within so I really grew to love this.
Every time my words flow it feels like I'm taking flight,
So now you finally know this is......
Why I Write.