Laying in this mess
Watching this room spin
Upon my desk
I notice my pen
Like a sword and shield
My pen and pad
The weapons I wield
The strength I have
Like a volley of arrows
I launch my words
My heart it shows
Through these adjectives and verbs
If only I’d verbalize
As sincerely & and sweet
As the words in my mind
Feverously flow onto this sheet
It’s my new year
Time for my new struggle
That’s one less fear
One less reason to be muddled