A way to get rid of thoughts
A way to release imagination
A way to processing life
A way to explore the universe of emotion

A little page
So much to say
So much to dig through
To get to the story

Things are spoken
On a screen or page
Emotionless yet-
So full of emotion

A small head
So crammed full of things to go through
So many things to say
And the little voice never stops

The little voice
Judgement or encouragement?
Praise or criticism?
Help or silence?

The hand that moves
With so little grace
Yet with so much passion
A fountain of words

The fountain of words
You see taken apart
Reconstructed
Redone

Transitions made
Cuts and takes
Adds and takeaways
Love and hate

Of something so close to your heart
But on the top of your self
When all works together
Magical things can happen

When magical things happen
Happiness blooms
Emotion flourishes
Love abounds

Love for something so dear
So lovely
Something close to your heart
But in top or your self

Processed in your brain
But out through your fingers
On a screen or page
The imagination never ends

The things that come
From a mind that whirls
With sparks and pops
Of wheels and gears

Always turning
Always thinking
Always churning
Always thinking