The Essence Of Who I Am

If I were an artist I think I would create forever

The beautiful sunshine and rainbows in various scenarios

The power to recreate the beautiful world effortlessly

But i’m a poet

I choke on the words as they come to me

Edit and reedit until my fingers bleed

Its not a choice but after a victory

Its like a blood covered wound that keeps filling

Its the power of showing

Reminding you whats already here in all its ugly glory

M.A.P

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