Impossible to articulate what my eyes hide
The force of your laugh hardens my inner
Ability to extrapolate to you quite clearly
I lose the words so severely in my abrupt …
My freedom though, transgresses to this piece of paper
A peace of mind to pace the greater good of my heart
Where souls of words escape the shadows dragged from their
hold.
Blank sheet invites the beat,
These forced constructs of lines,
I use to my benefit.
These forced constructs of lines,
I use to my benefit.
Gnattie