Meditation with a pen 2

letting ink spill as it flow,I could set forest aflame with steamy words,or let anger burn like hot coals.let it flow as ink stained parchment pages heavily,worded become a swirling vortex of wonder,anger,love and sadness

My pen leaks tears sometimes as it dips to sadness,things u couldn't change or was outta my control,so my tears leaked and become masterpieces.

When I felt I wasn't enough or this world was breaking me down,I found courage in my pen,which those dragons of doubt with no heads those snakes with no venom.

This isn't poetry this is my therapy a lil fire off the head you know Mike jacks Pepsi commercial lol