When life is just too much
I put my feelings onto paper, my favorite way to cope
I'm happy, I'm mad, I'm upset
I sit at my desk and I let the words flow
A day that's simply amazing
Adrenaline through my bones
I must remember the way it feels
So I sit at my desk and I let the words flow
In the middle of the night
Thoughts racing through my mind
I need to let them out
So I head to my desk to let the words flow
Day or night, laptop or paper
Happy, angry, or sad
When it's all so overwhelming
I sit at my desk and I let the words flow
I gather all my thoughts and notes
My little angry rants
My bad days, good days, my off days and dark days
Then I sit at my desk and I let the words flow
Happy thoughts become poems
Bad days become works of art
The depression becomes an inspiration
All because I sat at my desk and I let the words flow
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Author:
IamUnicorn (
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Comments2
Excellently penned Unicorn. Many a great poet has sat at their desk and let the words flow. 😉
'Happy thoughts become poems
Bad days become works of art
The depression becomes an inspiration'
wonderful lines, really like the overall message in your write, especially
how you showcase Poetry's capacity
to offer us an avenue for shedding
our concerns, frustrations
and for expressing our personal achievements and thoughts..
a great read, thanks for sharing
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