Living The Passion Of My Being Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Running away into the night, keeping to myself, not
wanting to talk or carry on a conversation.

Only writing and listening to music, having the time
of my life, living the passion of my being's heart.

Never worrying beyond the next note or rhythm, just
believing in this innate talent that never leaves me.

No matter what may happen in this life of turmoil and
strife, just living and loving while existing.