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.