Breaking Free

Like a drug,
I'm addicted to this.
The pen and paper-
They make me feel fixed.
The frantic scrawls-
Like a terrified hare.
The emotion drenched in the page-
You can feel it; smell it-
You know it's there.
The tears and smiles
That haunt the air.
The words flung across the night sky-
So pure, so fierce,
As bold as melting ice.
I'm addicted to this,
I swear it's a drug.
Getting me on a personal high-
As my pencil flies across the page.
This is me-
This is my life.
This pathetic notebook; this insane page.
This is me breaking out of my cage.