I never sat down at a desk
In front of my blank laptop screen
And hammered at the keyboard
Hoping for my words to be seen

Parts of my soul just crept out
Waiting too long at the red light
Typing a new note into my phone
As the green light starts to shines bright

Or in bed hoping for sleep to come soon
To be awoken from my dream like state
By the bright light on my phone
Because this poem cannot wait

I never set out to write poems
Poems just came out of me
My emotions were always locked up
But these words are the key