When I write I can feel my whole world shake cause I put my heart on a piece of paper...
Every heartbeat is a rhythmic pump, a soulful thump, a measureless jump...
When I address my current situation, I feel like I'm falling deeper and deeper
In this hole I'm digging myself a directionless future
Every heartbeat is like an earthquake, cracking my soul into rout-less apertures
When I write I feel the paper bleed, a silent creed, so easy to mislead, because all I can do is plead
My heart acts like fire works, celebrating the beginning of greatness
Singing the chorus of the emancipated
Disputing the thoughts of the forsaken
Creating a life of soundless breathes taken
And probably hour less minutes that will forever be mistaken
For something as simple but daunting as a heart broken
When I put this black ink on my pure notepad, I mark a series of my life unspoken
But yes of course its written
Never to be forgotten
Memories shared and so many sad and unforgiving
in this bitter life I dry up yet humbly I am soften
By the fabric of the Most High, who gave his only begotten
Today I grow because when I write I get an authentic glow
Something not easy to blow
But forever I write cause in me, its my moral right
To share with you, what happens if I might
Decide to recite
I write because my heartbeat vibrates the pulse of success...
I write what I write
PS: Don’t try to understand cause I don't..
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