Words are my power
My soul
Words are the release
That sets me free
Words are the fingers
That untie the knot
That chokes my soul
Words are the tonic
That soothes my unsettled mind
Words alone are
Powerful
Words gathered into the passage called a poem
Are almost sacred
The emotion pours
Out of my pencil
And covers the letters
With a hazy mist
The almost tangible layer
Of feelings
That covers my paper as the words
Flow out
This release
This escape
Keeps me sane
Regardless of the
Circumstances that bring about
This overflow
That can only be caught
By the page

back to the highway that never ends