It's been awhile,
since i picked up a pen,
and just let my thoughts flow freely,
across the lined paper.
I stare at the writing,
how neat it is
all resting on the lines
and starting perfectly on the margin.
I feel like the words are contained.
That i'm limited
and controlled.
My words need to be free,
not trapped between the lines
or how will they ever be heard?
I turn my paper sideways
and I scribble random
notes and phrases.
I draw tiny pictures
of what I might say.
I write and re-write a poem
trying to make it
the very best it can be
but now,
I'm letting my words be free.
It's been awhile
since I've been able to do so,
and I think that,
just maybe,
i'm happy with my work
for once.