About Me
Yes, I write poetry
Amongst other things I suppose
Typically dark and lonely and sad
The weight of it presses against your chest
And leaves a sticky tar in your heart
The dark ash of my words coat your fingertips
And ruins everything you touch
So no one wants to read my poetry
Because darkness is scary and uncomfortable
It’s easier to pretend that there are no shadows
That light and laughter always wins
In the battle against shame and sadness
Yes, I write poetry
I dare you to read it, I dare you to see me
And I’ll dare to hope you stay.
