Poems in the Dark
Melancholy bits of writing to match my mood
Melancholy scraps of my thoughts I share with you
They plumb the depths of my darker side
When I’m honest with myself, when in myself I confide
I write down what it is that’s troubling me
I put it down on paper for the world to see
Too many problems on the outside to solve,
but it’s my inside troubles that I hope to resolve
In a world where deceit and lies abound,
the unvarnished truth plus the comforting sound
of the keys as they are pushed, somehow sets my mind at ease
By writing them down, I somehow feel free
I know that by writing them down they’re still there,
But if truth be told, my writing favorably compares
to self-psychotherapy, to a shrink’s soothing words,
for I’m so tired of myself, of always crossing swords
with the irrational part of me that rears its ugly head
The crazy ways I’ve acted, the crazy words I’ve said
I guess by writing them down it shows me what is real,
and how foolish I’ve been in the way that I feel
So let me welcome you to dark corners of my mind
I’m letting you tag along, as I seek any answers I can find
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