Poetry.

My poetry flows through me
like water through a hole.
i can feel the taste that runs like colors
in the bottle of drunken sadness.
when my heart beats faster,
my fingers start to tingle
and that mind of mine works
with the words that i have heard.
in a lifetime of experience and heartache
burn me good.
i do things i shouldn't but should
if i didn't, i wouldn't have anything to write about.
when i write my eyes are full
my stomach is twisting
my mind is working
and my fingers are moving
soothing
i love it.
stress lifts me higher,
and writing holds me where i need to be.
poetry
my best friend
my passion
my words
my mind
my life.
poetry.
my inner most thoughts
my mind set
and who i am.
my life
poetry