INSIDE THE PAGES OF MY BOOK

I sat with pen in hand
The paper a clean white
I don't physically hurt people
I let my words fight

It may seem sort of weird
If I say paper knows me best
But it just let's the thought flow
I'm like a welcome guest

Some people say that
Only words make you bleed
But it's the moment you write
That makes you feel like a bird just freed

It's a peaceful process, writing
It holds parts of me together
And inside the pages of this book
I will live on forever

It may seem like a stupid idea
To leave yourself behind in a book
But it's the most beautiful thing
Sometimes you just need to take a look