I write to relieve the pressure
The pressure I put on myself
Because of all the issues
Writing them down usually helps
I used to medicate them with booze, work, and sleep
That was my way out, but I'd gotten too deep
That way I didn't sink but swim
A way to control the fear and doubt
And that's what I write about
Sometimes God sends the words to me
At times they come too hard and fast
I can't write down all I see
Because they never stay long or last
They come to me real fast and fast again they go
Sometimes gone before I write
Where they go I do not know
Getting them back is a hopeless fight
But those I can and do retain
God helps me put them down
As they are plucked from my tortured brain
Then one poem becomes many
The ones that see the light
Are the ones that enlighten me
And that is why I write
Jim 1967
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful writing, it is good for the soul to hear others speak such words, to know others could, an would understand. Thanks James for sharing your deepest personal feelings, it truly does soothe my spirit to find such powerful poetry. Keep writing my friend.