Hello poetry
Good morning to you
When I’m deathly  bored
This is what I do

I write down my feelings
So they won’t ever escape
But I make them look pretty
All wrapped up in lace

I etch out my thoughts
Where they will always remain
But when it comes to me
I don’t think I can say the same

Goodbye poetry
I’m saying goodnight
I hope you’ll see me again
If I’m not out of time

For all of my childhood
I had constricting rules
Rules that were supposed to hold me together
And keep me up right

But instead they bound me
Trapped me
And if I moved
I would fall over

When I losened it’s grip
Thought I broke free
Took a breath of fresh air
And stretched out my wings

She only wrapped them tighter
More chains added on
Cutting off my circulation
Suffocating me

Now that I have grown
The chains no longer fit
She realizes she has to let go
But not before she cuts my wings
Making me crawl on the floor
Begging for her help to lift me up
With her cold icy chains

Everyone wears a mask
It might not be all the time
But at some point in your life
Somewhere in that closet of a brain
Hangs a mask

But what kind of masks are out there
Well, you can hide behind a smile
Or a book, maybe a pencil
Some wear make up
Others wear clothes

You can also hide behind your friends
Or a fake personality
Some by jokes or acting cool

But there is a mask that should be forbidden
One that can hurt
One that is the most deceiving
One of the most detestable and maybe even cowardly

A mask that has the power to ****
Whatever you do
Whatever mask you try on
Don’t ever hide behind a lie

There are many paths to walk
Beautiful scenic routes
And cracked rocky dirt trails
Some of them are dull and dark
Or bright and beautiful
Downhill and uphill
But it’s much easier to fall down then climb up

You would need support
Like a rope
Most people need a hand to climb mountains
And that’s what friends are for
However some of us don’t have a safety net
Our friends aren’t strong enough to climb the mountain
And shoulder us along
So we slip
And plummet into the deep valley

Why do we fall?
We fall because the burden of our emotions
Is too much
They weigh us down
And gravity does the rest
And the only way we can pull ourselves back up
Is if we relieve the pressure
If we let it all go

That’s why some of us write poetry
We write it all down
And trap our feelings in the poem
Feelings deeper than the ocean
They come in waves
Wave after wave after wave
And we are swept up in the tides
Pulled and dragged
Until it lets go
Until we let go.