All I need is pen and paper
To calm myself,
Let all my emotions out
I let the words flow out freely
As I shut myself from the world,
From the inevitable reality
I never found any means of escape
Nowhere to run to
Nowhere to hide
So stuck in paranoia
Until I found poetry
Finally, an escape from reality
Since then, I felt more alive
More free
Happier than I'll ever be
I'm glad to have found this route-
Every poet's sweet escape.
May 30, 2014
May 30, 2014 at 6:49 AM UTC
All I need is pen and paper
To calm myself,
Let all my emotions out
I let the words flow out freely
As I shut myself from the world,
From the inevitable reality
I never found any means of escape
Nowhere to run to
Nowhere to hide
So stuck in paranoia
Until I found poetry
Finally, an escape from reality
Since then, I felt more alive
More free
Happier than I'll ever be
I'm glad to have found this route-
Every poet's sweet escape.
