Writting is fun,
combined words until it makes a form
rushing through the mind
can't contain it
burst through the veins
too hot
stay in one place
mind flowing every which way
gotta find pen and paper
place words to form
something beautiful
 that transform
in a poem

 relieve  pressure in the mind
place pieces  into the puzzle,
words to paper
swimming through the mind
gotta come out
now,
 not later
flowing fast, ticking  in the brain
driving the mind insane
paper gotta  be near
tick, tick, tick
Boom!
 words too paper calling
me
Can you cut the word faucet off?
OK!
I give up,
to much words rushing down
pen and paper
transforms words
from the brain
 create something beautiful,
Beautiful words that call
Poetry
Forming
A Poem.