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.