PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

My Poem Reasoning


Ever since I could remember,

I have been a sensitive man.

I never felt that in the embers,

that sharing my thoughts was a good plan.

Then one day while at school,

My teacher taught poetry to me.

Ever since then I thought it was cool.

Now my problems can leave freely.

So since I have depression and such,

Writing is something I can do creatively.

So when ever life gets too much,

Ink and paper can set my thoughts free.

©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

If you or someone you know is struggling, you are not alone.

988 Suicide & Crisis Lifeline — call or text 988, 24/7. Crisis Text Line — text HELLO to 741741.

He_Who_Is_Decending

View all poems →

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

Comments are closed for this poem.