I paint a picture in my poem

A portrait in my words

A name in my letters

A soul in my writings

I am a writer

I am my words

I am immortal

I am human

I control the pen

I dictate history

I know the future

I fear the present

With a flash of lead

I can make the bluest day grey

With a touch of key

I can create a sun in the middle of the night

But I cannot create

Who I am

My pen cannot hide

The image in my words

A candid picture for all to see

I paint a picture in my poem

A portrait in my words

A name in my letters

A soul in my writings

I am a writer

I am my words

I am immortal

I am me.