When pen meets paper
And the Ink splashes onto the paper.
My mind becomes clear as water.
As emotions flow like a river.
My heart utters its truth in words.
My lips can bear to speak.
It paints and inks a masterpiece.
Of the hearts true beauty captured in words.
My blood boils without my pen and paper
My soul is weighed down.
My heart weakened by life’s blows.
Inner thoughts are filter by words.
As I write, my broken heart heals.
Pieces put back together.
My mind is at peace.
My body relaxes.
All is well in my Being.
And sometimes I write.
To speak truth.
To encourage and inspire.
To change and alter life.
To show my unseen love for you.