a pen
poem by:
Craig Croyle
Written
on Dec 29, 2014
i pick up a pen and then,it all goes away. all the day to day bullshit,aggravation,agony that riddles me a pen and then it all goes away all the everyday misleading outside manipulation and information meant for degradation a pen and then its only me not one bit lonely a pen and then i'm putting my inside outside for all to see a pen and then i hold my guide to my deepest thoughts and emotions a pen and then every thing is alright until i must put the pen down
Tags: rhyme, deep, pain, abstract,
