Written by Destiny Bergeron

It’s part of me

As critical as an artery
The need is involuntary
What it pumps out
Gives me this relief
Makes all the things
Building up in my life,
pushing me back,
Or holding me down
My pen gatherers and stores
The pain
Then like rain it falls down
Onto this page

the pressure just dissapates
The clouds roll out
Chased by the wind created
When my pen sets fire to the rain
What once was chaos
Is now a poem
It’s a cycle that keeps
Me going

Published by Worded Warrior

just a poet trying to write life right

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