Whip These Words

Words run wild before me;
I am their tamer as my pen
is my whip of forbidden power.

 

With this pen I train these words
to bend at my will while they train me
to be stronger, to be better.

 

With this pen I place these words in forms
while truth ties with lies twisting
words trying to reach perfection.

 

With this pen my soul comes bare
as the heart is the source of this manifestation
while ink tattoos these words on.

 

With this pen I make words purr
disguising messages I wish to say
to please unknowing eyes.

 

With this pen I whip these words,
writing to keep my sanity,
writing for only one,
writing for you.