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.
