Freedom writing, love write live, Poetry, Rhymes, scribbles of myself, Writing

I Rhyme

Right now it’s all that I know

I don’t know how  or why

It just flows

When I need to figure out the world

Or when the load on my shoulders

Gets too heavy to hold

All I have to do is grab a pen

And like magic the words

The words jag out as if

I weren’t the one controlling it

I need it like the blood pumping in my veins

Ever since the second grade

I’ve lived my life  page for page

And I  know one day

I’ll write that one poem

The one that stuck

at the tip of my tongue

I’ll write till the rhymes are done Till I can’t think of a single line

Till I go deaf and blind

And have to change sides

As long as I don’t lose my mind

My pen will glide

And my lines will rhyme





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