Masterpiece

November eighth is my day
This is my masterpiece
I was asked to freestyle
And so I will release 

I’m writing in the moment
Its twelve thirty six am
I’ll take a photo right now
So you can trust my hand

I used to write with paper
With a pencil in my grip
And twenty five years later
My craft is pure legit

This masterpiece is special
My thoughts right now are clear
I’ll do my best to put to words
The things you want to hear

First off it is my illness
That’s given me this craft
If it weren’t for my journey
Id of never found this path 

I started young
I’m thankful
twas a blessing in disguise
For most of what I write about
Are things that I despise 

Poetry is therapy
No doctor can compare
I let it out on paper
And it gives me time to spare

I release most of the chaos 
That’s stirring in my brain
And all the things I think about
That drive me more insane

The worry and the clutter
The anger and the doubt
Are softer when the night is here
And I can let it out

I could write on for hours
I’ll end it short and sweet
I’ve shared with you 
Feel free to share

This is my masterpiece