I wake up from my slumber,

wipe the sleep out from my eyes

To paint the page with poetry

to break all negative ties.

To write is a blessing

it means you have a hand

a brain and heart conversing

to make the reader understand.

I don’t pledge to be incredible

There’s endless talent here

I choose it as my therapy

to calm my inner fear.

My page is my doctor

medicine is my pen

Its not about if there’s healing

just a matter of when.