I write these lines down <br />With this pen in my hand <br />With this heart in my chest <br />Wanting to take a stand <br /> <br />These lines mean so much to someone <br />And nothing at all to everyone <br />But to me it means more <br />Then just scribbles behind a closed door <br /> <br />These lines are full of power <br />They are pointless and smart <br />My hand aches from then because <br />It's the only muscle that works harder than my heart <br /> <br />These are the lines <br />You wished you wrote down <br />I'll admit to the truth <br />They are entirely smooth <br /> <br />I want to keep up the writing <br />And I bet you want more <br />But why? These lines are just scribbles <br />Behind a closed door.<br /><br />Jared Bradford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/behind-a-closed-door/
