(August 15,1991 / Baltimore, MD)

What do you think this poem is about?

Where Does Your Writing Hide?

My writing hides in my heart.
It unleashes itself whe. The time is right.
My mind holds it,
My thoughts expressing themselves,
Placing themselves on paper.

My heart broken,
No feeling,
No grieve,
Pushing emotions aside
When I feel.

I have no time to feel.
I must put this aside,
I must rid these,

PAPER!
I NEED IT NOW!
I CAN'T KEEP FEELING THIS WAY,
I MUST RID THEM FROM MY MIND NOW!

Submitted: Monday, May 07, 2012


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Not sure where this one came from. I found it in my folder awhile back. This one's by far one of my favorite that I've written.

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