Shock to the System

I don't hold back my words,
Whether in anger or in appeal,
I always let you know,
Just what I think and feel
I delve deep into your emotions,
And into mine as well,
I bring our stories to life,
In a way only I can tell

My words are harsh and unrelenting,
Some are meant to disturb
I well and truly understand,
The power of my words
I force myself and you to look at things,
In a way never done before
It is a simple thing to me,
It is how I fight my war

My life, like my writing,
Has varied from point to point
I see many things clearly,
That others simply don't
I do not confine myself,
To a simple form or style
My style and form are my own,
And I prefer to keep them wild

I am a shock to the system,
Like none that have come before
And I myself do not know,
What comes next, what's in store
All I know is that my words are who I am,
Who I was, and who I will be
They are the story of my life,
And in them you can read my grief

My love, words, compassion,
They will always endure,
Right up until that moment,
When I finally leave this world
They are my testament,
My manifesto, if you will,
And with each day that passes,
They grow stronger still

jlp January 20, 2009