Poetry Saved Me


I write to release my demons that

have held me captive for so long

Sucking the voice right from my mouth


They told me to keep silent

For years I lay quiet

and weak

scratching at my throat

begging for release


When you have gone so too long

without a word nor a cry

hope is distant and foreign


Defeat nearly swallowed me whole

before pen and paper came to my


Long lost words aching behind my teeth

finally spilling over onto paper


Poetry found my voice.



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