Flow Flow just words as they come

Words words they flow from me like nknives tearing at souls. each word spoke cuts and destroys creates to end another world. am i not more than the words that spew forth right from my soul am i more thatn the pain ive caused. no structure no intention i jest let them all go. a poet a writer a creator.
Words to create world mould dreams take away the silent screams that surge forth into the nothingness of existance lost for time. a poet a mind a writer or are we all wsting time.
time to spew a few more words negative positive they are what they are. am  more than the words that my mind creates.
i turn to this page once more and let my words flow flow once more. order chaos peace disorder they are linked yet parted.
have we not all started the words of our life. a dream a fantasy a memory each one more than a book in its self.

I am a writer a poet yet i belong to no world i spew my words forth yet will i be heard.
just read forgotten my pages left for dead.
This is my world another word created to write forgotten by memories
now for now the words cease to flow and now it is time that i go....