My words without a filter,

They are pulses ripped from my heart,

They are thoughts carefully caught from the darkest depths of my brain, 

They are not affected by this so called casual speech that many people engage in

They are works of art, however

They are full of meaning and power

They are not made to impress anyone, but only to express my feelings

A filter is usually placed perfectly in my mouth, 

To keep the conversation casual,

To keep my words normal, 

To lessen the very intensity which my soul craves

But, I, will not stand for this any longer

I must not hide behind these ugly filters

I must not limit my passion. 

I must be myself, speak the way I wish, and let my intense words rip a hole through those filters that desire to keep my bare, honest soul out of this simple world.