poetry

There are words that consume my mind
Forcing me to push a pen to a pad.
These words have been with me since the womb.
And as I grow the thoughts bloom
And I become something I never thought I could be.
Leaving others hungry…
For the words that lie within my mind.
Causing the blind…to find
a way to open there eyes
And allowing dead dreams to arise from their resting place.
So that they may embrace
The dreams of tomorrow
Taking my future out of the ghetto.
Placing me in front of a rich mans face.
So that I can buy my own space.
And follow the aspirations that I have been imbedded in my dream
To come true…
And this all started from the words that flows through my bloodstream.
The words that invade my mind.
Forcing me to realize that I an more than just a little young woman
I am all the excellent things you can envision…plus I’m human.
Which means I feel the same way u feel
Maybe not in the same light but it’s real..
I cry tears of miserable thoughts that are invisible to the naked eye
Which I can’t seem to avoid even though I try…
I smile when it hurts too much to bleed tears.
Because u wouldn’t understand my fears.
Oh maybe u can but I could never open u that much
My heart you could never touch.
For it is broken and tattered
Worn and scattered…
And the word that it possesses is the only thing that matters.
It’s the continuous force of the pen that keeps me going..
Never knowing…what I will come up with next
But hoping that my words will bring forth a new meaning with its context.
This is what makes me a poet…
So hold this…and check it… oh and uh you gotta respect it
I’m the epitome of poetry.
I’m something like floetry.
I don’t think you hearing me.
See my words flow deep
Making u think…causing u to weep
Allowing u to open up your beautiful eyes
And see that when the sun comes up it’s more than just a sunrise.