Self Expression

Poetry heals…

A while ago I lost my way

My thoughts and feelings… left untouched

I built a wall to hide them

My self expression diminished

Who did I become?

I became lost…and alone

For what reason?


I feared my thoughts would never be heard

If I wrote a poem who would listen?

Why would they want to listen?

How could they help?

Poetry doesn’t need to be a cry for help

Neither does self expression

Since then…I’ve evolved

Poetry is no longer a cry for help

But merely a way to connect

To let others know they’re not alone

I’m also anxious…I’m also afraid

And I know I’m not alone

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