Poetry

Putting pen to paper The thoughts inside my mind To form the way I feel inside With words I can not find. With ink that seems to know me best And so with no delay Begins to slowly write the things I just can’t seem to say. To understand emotions Is daunting at its core When trying to convey the thoughts I no longer can ignore. And so with ink and paper And with no more delay I begin to slowly write the things I just can’t seem to say.