Let me escape from this hole of hell and pain
My mental being is riddled with anguish and addiction
I cannot bring myself to articulate certain things
But for others I cannot help but scream
...
I am most definitely not a poet. I find writing poetry a form of escapism, writing is definitely easier than speaking. Many of my poems may not even make sense to you, but to me, they are crystal clear, and I write for myself before I write for anyone else.)
Why?
Let me escape from this hole of hell and pain
My mental being is riddled with anguish and addiction
I cannot bring myself to articulate certain things
But for others I cannot help but scream
But why? Why must I?
This poem isn’t perfect
But nor is the poet.