Expresses to express
Outright outrages at times,
My mind in twines with the he say she say of this world,
I write to express
These feelings that needs to be addressed,
Who else to talk to,
No one,
I take a look at the paper,
It’s blank,
I find that once I’ve begun,
It’s war,
I can’t stop writing if I wanted to,
It’s like meditation to alleviate my frustrations,
If I continue to hold life in,
When will my life begin?
Never,
Thank god for poetry because if not who knows where I’d be.
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