I live a life full of pain
I can't say it to anyone
The heart ache
The bullies
No hope
Written words are all I can use.
People think I make this up
I don't
The feelings
The power
The emotions
All of it's real
I let it all go
When I write, it comes out
Writing saves me
The writing molds me
It sends me to a place,
Where people care and give me a chance
When you see a poem
Made with emotion and experience
You fall into a portal
It takes you to their world
That's why I write
To escape
To let go
To. Be. Free.