Dear Poetry

Poetry is more than a feeling to me.
It's a path to express what others can't see.

It's what I feel when the glass is full.
What I do when I feel breathless
and want to feel whole.

The kind little girl is trying to live.
She's swinging her wings.
She's trying to give what others denied,
trying to feel which feelings are right.

Poetry is more to me than just art.
Even if ,the road is stark
the soft words of love coming from my heart
are always there, even in the dark.

It always stays,
won't ever break,
won't be destroyed
or ever be late.

It gives me reason to stay
instead of trying to escape.

Poetry is the love to myself
that I denied to accept
because I was scared
that it'd be taken away.

But no one can take the words out my mind.
The weapons I spit to feel defined.

The words I use to cut myself
and everyone else who tries to help,
because there's nothing I need more
than to express myself.

Thoughts can overwhelm,
but this is the tool to fool your mind,
make it believe all you write and rhyme.

Poetry means life to me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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