My Escape, My Talent

Writing poetry is my way to escape

the evils of this world that make my heartache.

A way to create a new world, a world of my own

where there is no need to fight, cry, or moan.

 

Call it paradise if you will.

When I enter this world time stands still;

almost like a dream I can control.

After I write I sit back and behold

the beauty of my words, so majestic and graceful.

Anything short of that is distasteful.

 

Forgive me if I seem overconfident,

yet what is writing without confidence?

It will just be words scrambled and lost

into the dark abyss of the mind, what a terrible loss.

It is in this abyss where these words are imprisoned forever.

That is why I don’t write with a lack of confidence, ever.

 

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