Everything is going to be okay

We are** the poets
We bring light to the dark
although we know that darkness can be shiveringly beautiful too
We write poems..what else would you do?

We arent checking facebook for every poke
Or or youtube for every joke

All we have is crisp paper and our favourite pen
and we rhyme over and over and over and over again!!

How do you convince yourself that others care?
Could keep asking but that's unfair.
Don't want to be nuisance,
But my head is full of nonsense
Shouting "you are ALONE ALONE ALONE!"
"Just go. Leave them be.
They're better off without me."

But people do love me.
They want me to feel safe
want me to be free
from the thunder
in my mind.

Maybe I can find
a way to tell me
it's all going to be
OKAY, OKAY, OKAY.