Must We

Must we be lonely,
to write the loneliness of life?
Along with our deeds
for others to read.

Must we isolate,
to convey isolation?
That a poets life can be,
locking a door with no key.

Must we get drunk,
on our broken hopes?
Hiding private dreams,
while splitting at the seams.

Must we be ill,
to have thoughts and words,
swirling in and out our heads,
just writing to loosen the thread?

Must we be misunderstood,
never letting anyone inside?
To glimpse our soul through eyes,
waiting for clarity the day we die.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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September 29, 2013 at 8:49 AM
I rather liked this piece you've penned; it has elements in it that remind me of my own work. I wish the rhyme scheme had been a little more succinct, but other than that, I think your poem is highly relatable to all poets. Good job; kudos. I enjoyed this piece :)
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