Less Publicized

When I hear about the suicides of ​­

          artists, musicians, authors, poets

People that create

I am afraid ​­

          and sad, I mourn them.

I mourn the loss of someone who creates

I am sad because they can no longer do so

I am afraid because I relate to them

I find myself on the same wavelength as these people

They do those things because, like me, ​­

          they feel so much, so intensely, all the time

I find that the older I get, ​­

          the greater capacity I have to feel

And the more I have to somehow express it

Even if I can't figure out how

So I keep drawing, ​­

          keep journaling,

          ­keep writing

I keep creating.

I am afraid that if I don't ​­

          I will become a less publicized version of them.

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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