something different.

Something different; meaningful,
these words I spill are my heart.
Raw and untamed; they overflow,
onto this page. These words form art.

The words dance together to form sentences,
that express the deepest thoughts of my soul.
These sentences come together,
and the stanzas take control.

The freedom that is given,
from digging deep within,
it's almost too much to handle.
It feels like the sweetest sin.

Each time I pick up the pen,
I set my feelings free,
I write down what's inside,
and show you the real me.