I punish myself by not writing
The words build in me begging to be let out
Unwritten stories I wonder how many books?
A library of my thoughts would fill my home
Why must I punish my soul?
Emotions overwhelm me..I restrict my expansion
Feeling as if I'm about to burst
Poetry flows in me to punish is to destroy
Pushing imagination creating has always been my joy
I always reflect my nature is to learn
I'm not as bad as before I now take a pause to write
Rewarding myself like after winning a fight
I love myself..I really do.
I still punish myself
By not telling you how much I love you...