What is a poem if not my thoughts? Scattered through sentences and stuttered aloud What is a poem if not of emotions? Get down on our knees Hell will rise up to me What is a poem if not of those questions? Does he love me, does he love me, Does he love me not? What is a poem if not writers block? Wasting my paper and ink just to mock Stanzas and stanzas, Where will they lead? What is a poem if not an idea? This is a story, a prohecy, Take heed.