Written Friend
Sitting here writing
Hoping for insperation
Its so hot in here
Soaked in persperation
Please help me find
Something to write about
Need the release
Got to get it out
This is my word
My form of art
Straight from my mind
Out of my heart
My specialty art tools
Are my paper and pen
My deepest thoughts
My closest friend
Easiest way to speak
Without a arguement
No misspoken words
That are twisted and bent
Sitting here alone
Writing in the dark
Insperation of this
Lit by a magical spark
So damn glad
It came to me
I get to open up
Set these words free
This my place
This my time
Crafted piece of work
That happens to rhyme
This is getting close
To coming to a end
Time to finish this
Will miss you dear friend
Least I can come back
To revisit you
When I need help
You will show me what to do
Looking back reading this
I may laugh and cry
But now its over
So I must say goodbye
D.B. Johnson
Hoping for insperation
Its so hot in here
Soaked in persperation
Please help me find
Something to write about
Need the release
Got to get it out
This is my word
My form of art
Straight from my mind
Out of my heart
My specialty art tools
Are my paper and pen
My deepest thoughts
My closest friend
Easiest way to speak
Without a arguement
No misspoken words
That are twisted and bent
Sitting here alone
Writing in the dark
Insperation of this
Lit by a magical spark
So damn glad
It came to me
I get to open up
Set these words free
This my place
This my time
Crafted piece of work
That happens to rhyme
This is getting close
To coming to a end
Time to finish this
Will miss you dear friend
Least I can come back
To revisit you
When I need help
You will show me what to do
Looking back reading this
I may laugh and cry
But now its over
So I must say goodbye
D.B. Johnson
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