Am I

Am I 

Am I a poet

Or

Am I just ink

Screaming to

Get out words

Of 

Insanity 

That 

Grips my mind

Time after time

Am I a poet

Or am I love

Flying above

Romantizing

Our Dreams

Of in betweens

The highs and lows

Is

That how 

Love goes

Am I a poet

Or 

Do I draw

It black

Make seem 

Tragic

Have we lost

Our magic

Hat full of trick

Without the 

Rabbit

Am I a poet

Or 

Do I imagine 

The pain

Create my illusion 

Give in

To confusion 

Am I a poet

Who sings

Was Lullabies 

And 

Heartbreak

Or 

Deaths and headaches

Am I a poet

Roaring water

Our sons and daughters

Caught in a series of 

Happiness and misery

Am I a poet

Or 

Am I blinded

By 

Hidden judgement 

Fallen ideals

Misguided choices

Fake

Or

Real

Am I a poet

Reaching for 

Greatness 

Or 

Broken

And hopeless

Am I a poet

Preaching of 

Peace

Tears

Or

Should I be

Impeach

For needing 

To speak

These words

In ink

As I write

This sheet

Of 

Hope and sins

Beginning to end

Words

Of 

A poet

Secrets form

Within.

Am I a poet.

Deborah R. Shaw

The Silent Stalker