started as a thought
then to a jot
quick write it down
just in case i forgot
tiny bursts of skill
and having time to kill
the \"maybe i can\" thought
to maybe i can still
a mind full of rage
i took out on the page
the writing is calmer
the more that ive aged
writing came along
emotions came out strong
then the \"maybe i can\"
put these words to a song
the melody and tones
hidden in my poems
became my foundation
vibration in bones
into the hole i dug
get a dose from the plug
i have moved on
to a much harder drug