Have you ever heard the music so loud,
It's  reach touches your soul
When every fiber is calling for you to singe your emotions on these pages, or you will implode
I feel so daily,
An avelanch of icy feelings I hold
Emotions snowy and so cold
The feeling seeping from this pen comes from deep within my soul
Writing is the only way to be saved or consoled
It rips me completely, my emotions some times in anger show
When will I learn to let go
Will I ever find my life's flow
I really don’t care about these drones,
They follow poetry,
like it supposedly set in stone
Just look how I’ve grown
I’m speaking to you,
I bet you still won’t get my tone
Am I mad, Not even close
Just remember who’s words this is,
As I alone will atone
For all the sins I’m breaking…writing this particular poem.