WRITTEN 10/15/09

I spill my heart between the sheets
Night after night
With sour teardrops straining
The corners of my
Empty lines

These pages
Hold deep secrets of me
That I can only express between
The broken lines of
Sad poetry

This is me…
An artist of words
A writer that inks from her soul
Trying to fill a missing hole
A deep void
This is me…
A creator of unimaginable visions
Poetic beauty flowing
Between the untainted lines
Of crumbled paper
This is me…
A painter of nouns
And verbs
Painting picturesque poetry
In blacks and blues
In the many different hues
Of pure poetic
Bliss

This is me…
I am a poet
A soldier with words
Heart in the heat of battle
With my own mentals
Wanting the world to
.
Hear me…
See me…
Know...me
.

But afraid for the world to
.
Listen to me…
Notice me…
Recognize…me
.

This is me
I write to express who
I am deep down inside
To show this girl
I try to hide
This girl that lies behind the mask
The one that makes you
Question…
Who is she?

This is me…
A visionary
An artist
A wordsmith
A soldier
…A poet

I lay between the sheets
Of my own destiny
I am my own love
I am someone
I am me

You can find me here
Between the sheets
Of my poetry

Don’t miss a beat
Don’t forget a word
Hear me, see me, and know me

This is me…
Defined by poetry
This is me…

I am…Poetry