Poetry
By AmberDawn
These Words striving to be heard fighting to escape the mind strangling all rational thought I choke on these words spilling forth with such force that my pen may not keep up These thoughts pounding in my mind playing scenes from past and present rushing to be formed into words I dwell on these thoughts infinitely racing through my mind until one thought overlaps another These emotions flowing freely from within feeding the restless soul struggling to be formed into thought I taste these emotions revealing my innermost secrets and desires as each emotion gives birth to new thoughts I succomb to these elements surrendering myself to their power allowing my pen to take control permitting complete authority to my muse Until at last Poetry is realizedAny suggestions of improvements or a better title are welcome! Written December 26th, 2001 © on Dec 26 2001 08:38 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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