Title: Outlive
As i write along the lines,
A part of me realized,
My words will live longer
Than the writer that wrote each metaphors.
Each stanza i write,
Is a memory i've release.
Each letter i wrote,
Speaks emotions of the scene.
The definition of outlive,
Is my poems full of sentiment.
A depth full of emotions,
I've read in my poems.
Each word is like a chapter,
Like it's a story of my life, love then suffer.
A feeling trapped in a poem,
For others to read what's in my mind.
A situation happened in my life,
Wrote in each word i write.
My blood is my ink,
My tears are my words,
A dying writer,
Wrote another suffer.
Along the light i write and write,
Hoping for the pain to slowly evaporate.
Like the ink is the blazing sun and my pain is the sea,
Hoping for it dry up to no longer be in misery.
Another sentence equals another release.
Every word forms the next scene.
Each letter tells the next word,
Of the next suffering i'll surely endure.
Every poem will always outlive the writer,
No matter how long they live they will be the first to wither.
My words will outlive me,
Never my soul.
It's the part of being a poet,
That's how their life goes.
As time past quickly,
My soul becomes old.
But my poems stay young,
Young with the emotions stuck on each page of my journal.
My words can go unseen or have been seen,
But it doesn't change the fact how it will live beyond me.
But it's a part being a poet,
That's how their life goes.
Writing till they wither,
Only their words left for show.
