Poems Are What I Write Poem by Isa .
Poems Are What I Write
I write my pain into poems
Poems are what I write.
I write to hide my pain
My grief
My sadness
My fright
My fight or flight,
Always on flight mode
People always say I'm soaring,
So why do I still.
Just feel like I'm falling?
Why does it feel so empty in my head?
Why do I still lay alone in my bed?
Why are there voices that no one else has, said?
Do I need therapy?
Am I just straight up crazy?
Or is there a deeper meaning to my insane?
Please tell me, tell me I'm not just losing my mind.
I came back and read your quotes. Interesting. Insightful. Running to the pain, not denying it. Yes. The smart girl, and the wise girl. Yes. The same goes for me as a guy.
Like many of us, Isa, you are a sensitive soul enduring the pain of living in a hostile, unwelcoming world. Welcome to my world, Dennis
There are situations when we are at the peak of success, when others look up at us for inspiration, we still feel vacant and weak inside.Perhaps others don't understand us or we fail to understand ourselves.
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4/30/2024 3:21:04 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Poignant… bold