Poetry
What it means to me
A break from the monotony
From insanity
A saving grace
A way for me to not hide my face
A way for me to run in the rat race
Without falling on my face
It gives me syncopation
A preoccupation
Something for my mind and hands to do
Besides being afraid of what's due
To come with the future
I am no teacher
People have asked how I can just type and create
I don't have a clue it's a happy mistake
But how does it keep happening
I'm not saying it's bad
It helps me filter through the insanity
Of the world around me
To process the bad and good alike
It shares my perspective on life
It shows the people who read it what I'm like
It gives me the power to fight
The ideas and actions that hurt those I love
Poetry
What it means to me
What it means to my family- of blood and choice alike
It means freedom , emotional catharsis, and the ability to finally choose fight over flight.