Chapter One

My pen is my voice
The black ink sinks, soaks, provokes
Words, lines, rhymes
Held back behind walls I built,
Stone by stone, alone.
I take a breath
Inhale, Exhale.
Story of my life.

I, I write.
I wish, I want, I will, I love, I hate
I cry, I dance, I.....don't know what to write
Day and Night
I do this.
Start, stop, drop
Everything.

My pen is my voice
And I've got nothing to say
I want to scream
My dreams are only dreams,
It seems.
I take a breath
Inhale, exhale
Story of my life

You, I write.
You take, I break.
You wish, you want, you will, you won't
You don't I don't
Want to do this.
Start, stop, drop
Everything.
Now the page is filled with You and I.

My pen is my voice and
Melodies bring memories.
He never really could
Harmonize, mezmorize, tantalize, realize
That all I heard were his goodbyes
His story is history
My story's still a mystery.
My sun's set, but my future's bright
I, I write.

I write.
I write and I fight
I delight in the things
Tomorrow's bringing
My pen is my voice
And I am singing ♥


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