Tuesday, December 19, 2017

Poetry

Day after day
I write my verse trying to explain
What is going on in
My brain
My heart
My soul
The emotional stress
that takes it's toll

There are
Days of joy
Days of light
That send my imagination into flight

Poetry is a way of life you see
We live it everyday
The joy
The fun
The hurt
The pain
This is why we write

Not just to clear or heads
Not just to quiet our thoughts
Do we do this

We hope to touch peoples lives
To let them know
They are not alone in the way they feel
To reach out to the hurting
To let them know there are other emotional outlets
That they don't have to turn to
Drugs
Hatred
Crime
Sueiside

I have lost to many friends
Because they had no emotional outlet
Because they turned to one of those mentioned above
This hurts me

Watching them throw their lives away
Ending up in jail
Or in the grave
And for what

All because they had no better way to express themselves

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