Because Poetry

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Words can be bittersweet

Like watching rain from the window seat.

They remind me of some better times 

But a lot of poetry is reading between the lines, 

 

Because poetry makes as much sense as a midnight sunrise.

 

I can tell you the hell I’ve endured;

Show you the scars of my past if you prefer.

To find comfort in a word or phrase 

Thats warmer than a cup of tea on Sundays,

 

Because poetry makes as much sense as 366 days.

 

Are others out there feeling the same? 

Not excepting the world to fit into a picture perfect frame? 

It would eat me alive if no one understood 

The scribbles on my paper about growing into adulthood

 

Because poetry makes as much sense as torched firewood. 

 

I cant say why I write what I do, 

But I can say it holds me together like imaginary glue. 

It fills the empty seams, 

Like nuts and bolts in a mechanical machine 

 

Because poetry makes as much sense as 21st century teens.

 

Writing it down connects every thought in my head

Allows me to forgive the boy that was a real dickhead.

And I can breathe in deep without my head tempting to collapse in,

the ink sets and everyone can read me from within 

 

Because poetry makes as much sense as a cage made of safety pins. 

 

Those safety pins,

21st century teens,

Torched firewood,

And 366 days

All make sense to me when I’m reading and writing poetry.

This poem is about: 
Me

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