The day I stop writing poetry,
i will be dead
The day i stop will be the day two planets crush into each other, forcing a title wave of kaboom.
The day I quit poetry, will be the day people stop loving.
The day I cease poetry, will be the day I win the **** lottery,
and we know how slim of a chance that is.
If you haven't gotten the hint,
I will never stop.
You can cut my hands off,
I will use my feet.
Cut my eyes out,
I will use my mind.
Cut off my ears, I will use my heart.
I am poetry.
You cannot stop me.
I will rush through you eventually,
filling your longs with my lustful nature.
I am bleeding diamonds,
when you see my diamond,
think of me.
Because I am poetry.
We are poetry.
I live in the ink,
between the keys,
and on this place we call
Hello Poetry.
My home is here.
Poetry will live forever.
**** e,
I will resurrect.
Shoot me,
i will heal.
Shut me out,
i will break in.
Because I am Poetry