Poetry potluck wk 14- Writing 

I write to set free emotions

To remember the tears

And to somehow forget the commotions


Writing is my therapy, my sanity

The words that come out of me have a yearning to live

They have their own vanity


These words come to life

As soon as they hit the air

Cutting through like a knife


These words are me

Who I am

They are merely the debris of my heart


Jingle Poetry