Poem Of Habit

Reacting on an emotion,
And writing it on paper,
Focusing on the moment,
And ripping it apart,

Studying thoughts in my head,
For the words I once said,
Finding the answer,
In the deepest corner,

Finding the words that fit together,
Even if it disturbs the order,

Use this modern age,
To open the cage,
To express the inner rage,
And the silent smile,
With the slightly senile,

Writing for the sake of the reader,
Or to get a weight of your shoulder?
The task is the same,
No matter what your aim,

Create a poem or story,
That explains your point of view,
A project or habit,
That gives your hands something to do.