poetry

Written today in Mr. Francis's 7th grade poetry class at Ligon Middle School

What happens when you love your ROUTINE
so much because it keeps you safe
and lines are solid and you think
you know
who you are
but am I asking
and why did I stop writing
because its not worth these minutes
I count so precious
that are slowly, suddenly running out
Take me from safety
to this dangerous place where
rawness is good
and routine stomps creativity
and I look at this messy handwriting
that I haven't really SEEN for
a while
because I haven't been looking
at my very own letters
and I haven't been looking
at my very own soul
Because I pamper and protect
my pretend lines that
keep me safe and I forget
how lovely this is is
to tackle a blank page
with a pen and a hand and a heart
and let go of the lines that
were never even real
and be me.