Not a bad piece but felt a little disjointed. I get what you're saying, that you're basically talking about how you pour yourself onto paper from your pen and I think anyone can understand that feeling... but sometimes you get a little too metaphorical in this piece, eh? The rhymescheme sometimes had the ability to be pretty good and rhythmic:
But then in other parts it would just seem to run on in aimlessly into rhymes that seemed ill-placed for the sense of rhythm:Before the hour of my timely death my energy will be washed in the waves,
the soft shore saves the white wash and the tide in which the sand craves
I still think there is a writer behind this piece, but not a polished one. Keep scribbling, it will start to come together, you've got a vocabulary and a creative mind. Just need to refine it from the rawness.I train my thoughts to draw out the readers wildest dreams
and although the emotion streams out of me it redeems
the elegance of raw belief and leaves you in metaphoric screams.
Keep writing.