My Heart Scripted (The Poem)

My heart scripted
soul and mind lifted
through storms we drifted
maybe we're skilled and gifted
journeys written
wrapped in mittens
cold so harsh
I don't choose to hush
the jacket looks puff
I can't wear it rough
but my hand scribes
what my mind and heart describe
how can we strive
to get that word heard
that word that thrives
thrives in us
but give vibes to thugs
those thugs that steal our hearts
know how to kill our creative minds
spill the ink and wet that paper
that paper that we depend on
that which we live off
how can you try
yet we try harder
how can you dream
yet our dreams are bigger
how can you laugh
yet our laughs are louder
you wanna write and be heard
be not afraid...
my heart scripted
is my soul and mind lifted!

~EW