Feeling

Expressing my love of writing.

The word 'joy', just doesn't fit the mold
The smiles, the laughter I display,
Can't express the way...

When I put it all down
the ups and the downs.
The woes, and the foes of my life
The puncturing state of my heart done by a knife.
The crime that befalls my town
the places that I've prowled.
Overcome of the feelings
of all of lifes achievements and bringings.
Thanks that I have
of my mom, and of my dad...
The pains that I feel when knowing,
all is not real...
In the worlds that I create,
through the gardens of my mistakes.
I can't help not to break...

The word 'cleanse', just doesn't cut it thoroughly
The indent of the pen, the scribbles I make,
Can't express life's givings that I've yet to take.