November, 25th, 2023
I rarely use a pen.
As an independent author
I need to work fast at times
To be truthful, it's not really a necessity
I've been trying to establish discipline
As a Poet —
J.P.S., the Poet.
A new part of me arises
Among all of my disguises
It has become my favorite one.
I go by many names
For there is no unity
It's as if a universe is continuously blooming inside
Even when I feel I am about to die
From pain and depression
Suicide is out of question
Gotta establish a new equation
To keep on adding up.
