Words

Thoughts spring from anger, 
Ideas flow from emotions,
Rhymes rise from hatred,
Questions fall from tears.  
Words develop from confusion,
Structure forms from loss,
What I experience is what I feel,
What I feel is what I write.
My pen is my knife, my dagger, my shield,
My paper is my flesh, his flesh, your flesh,
See my words, see my emotions,
Understand the confusion.
Read my words, read my life,
Understand my words, 
Can you understand my life?

by Kristen Laliberte

Email: klaliberte@teacher.com