Poets & Poetry

Poets and Poetry I think your writing needs to be more positive People relate more to happy rather than your darkness, darling So, shall I only write poetry when I'm high? To hide this girl and this darkness I possess deep down inside? Giggle my way through life, just to protect the poets of this world The poets I considered to be my own kind So backwards are those that would rather read my lies than the reality of me The real me My journey of pain Pain they never felt, pain they would not survive Poetry, a collection of words, weapons we once internalised Ashamed I was to say, I cried If only you the poets that criticized me Stopped thinking I needed to be more like you and not me I would let you into my world Into a world that shaped & created me The shadows I hide in are not to be feared, when you realize Those shadows you call darkness, are what survived me If darkness is all you see when you look at me Then perhaps you yourself are out of touch with reality There are only roses and love in a small minority Did I dismiss your heart? Did I make you feel like you should quit your mind? The way I was treated, but as a mere child Loveless…. Still one thing I may never find Why are you all so terrified? To blind to see that I am not darkness, like you all assumed I was just a poet needing to voice all my minds thoughts From these cards I was dealt My pen and a message to send Yet you re-affirmed for me, “Poets Writing Poetry” do not support each other Another thought Just a dream Not this reality