My Definitive Poetry

Therapeutic. No influence from a great

 but I found my niche

A shallow recess from the outside, enrich

ment

isn’t meant

to be defined specifically

or statistically

But in fact, on ability

To convey a message

5^th grade, my mind in a wreckage

I took to the pen at nights before bed

in a quest to digest the thoughts clouding my head

9^th grade, a new twist

writing was used to showcase my happiness

12^th grade, overwhelming sadness,

conflicts with my inner self and her worth

journaling became poetry

and poetry became therapy

at least all the words and all the metaphors were loved

and nurtured

a measure of growth, mentally and emotionally

I wouldn’t be me without my poetry