But I write to get it out of my head.
Sometimes it seems like my thoughts
have turned against me
Like I need to take pills
to turn them back.
When words are on paper
they seem so much safer.
Like a criminal put behind bars-
Scared face, tired eyes, orange jumpsuit,
Dotted i, sentence fragment, forced punctuation,
My words aren’t the enemy anymore.
I look at the paper
and I somehow feel bad for putting them there.
I put them there
Because they can’t hurt me anymore on the page.