I write to express the way I feel,
Without the ability to write my emotions,
Feelings, expressions won't be free.
I won't be able to reach to my angels,
They won't be able to wrap me in their arms.
I won't be able to experience beauty, in its own light,
With my own thoughts, and tell the world.
My soul won't feel relieved when I'm hiding from the pain,
I won't have nothing to gain lost on the soul train
Is probably where I'd remain.
My lips were already seal before I knew I could write.
Quiet in my own dimension I felt lost though I was in sight.
My abilities grew when I was determined to express.
The the words came, and my writing became fearless.
So now at night I'm writing again not only to speak to my wounds,
But to also reach to others and help my friends.
I write to enlighten my world and whats around me,
I could live in a fantasy, but I can't ignore what I see.
So i write both worlds, yours and mine,
Expressions are but is his or hers verses yours verses mine.

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