and i will write and you cant stop me
for writing is the only release
in words emulating me i find peace
in the sweet sound of syllables that make sense
to me, and you may question and scare from it
like a skink from a light beam you curse
and i swear for it, for these words are
obsolete without pain to accompany me
whenever i may leap into a pit of self sacrifice
these phrases make sweet sense to me
and fall out of my head as a rolling pin to
a slab of raw meat i cant help how you feel
but to me these words are what make me feel
what pride could be in the face of adversity.
if you read, read without a pause. thats how i wrote it.