I can't stop being poetic
Just because
I am pathetic

Living in this endless ryhme
Spending all of my time
Thinking of the poem I'll write next
Forgeting that I'm not the best

Poems of the screaming pits of hell
Poems of love as well
Poems that are religous
Poems that are contagious

My head is screaming,"write it down"
And a new poem is found
Ideas running in my head
It'll never stop untill I'm dead
So I let some out in poetic form
It always seems to clear this storm