Solace

Wed, 04/25/2018 - 21:14 -- epayne6

Until I placed my feelings on the paper,

Line by line and word by word,

I felt trapped.

An outsider.

Alone.

 

Was I crazy for feeling this way?

Could anyone relate to my torment?

I sought to alleviate these issues,

Attempting to find solace,

Through talking to people I trusted most.

 

Yet I found the words unable to leave my mouth,

And deeper I buried my pain.

All around me, I saw people so happy,

But in the mirror I saw a ghost.

 

So I turned to an outlet

That would hold no judgement over me.

One I knew would listen,

Nothing more or less.

 

On that paper I released everything.

My thoughts.

My fears.

My insecurities.

 

I was no longer alone.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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