It’s no surprise

Words flow as I write

As if awaiting me to simply begin

It’s a natural way

That I express my emotions

Through verses in the flow

All at once as if in a rush

In one sitting

And I don’t rearrange it

I chose not to change it

For it is my truth

As it came to me.

As it’s meant to be.

Poetry  is personal

Raw poetry is a piece of  ones soul

Too many edits to perfect it

And you have something

That somehow loses track

Of its own purpose.