Poetry is the oxygen to my lungs.
Poetry is therapeutic.
Poetry is there for me. Is here for me!
When you piss me off, poetry is where I go to.
When you over analyze my flaws; poetry is where I go to.
When I am emotional; poetry is where I go to.
When my tolerance level is slim; poetry is where I go to.
When real is all I know and others can’t handle it; poetry is where I go to.
When I want to reflect on moments from my yesterdays; poetry is where I go to.
Poetry saved some of you.
I know poetry saved every part of me.
You can’t take poetry from me.
You won’t take poetry from me.
Poetry is in me...poetry is me!