I HAVE A RELATIONSHIP WITH PEN

Love,Hate Pain,Joy Hardship and loss I once said we once said Back in poetry To describe beauty I wish I was your skin So I may see your soul I wish I was your eyes So I may see your thoughts The language that we used back in poetry It was never for us to understand Yet if a the poem can understand For us us it was final I miss my poems Somebody that can understand Somebody that can heal my pain Back when I still Hade a relationship with a pen When I can still cry On a peace of paper When my mind was still fool ideas and plans Back when I still had emotions and felt pain Back when I still had hardships And still was human That's was when I was still me When I hade a relationship with a pen