Trees blossoming in the Snow, she loves growing that way
God is in her typewriter, she makes art in order not to die of the truth
Writing is Necessary          
Poetry is Salvation

A confessional writer, brazen and misunderstood    
Her mind so creatively powerful, her head hurt her to death
Writing is Necessary      
Poetry is Salvation

Female liberation from oppression, but not from depression
She reigns and she pours, chaining herself to freedom
Writing is Necessary
Poetry is Salvation

She wears Motivation and Determination on her wrists
Asunder the tides that keep her moving
Writing in Necessary
Poetry is Salvation