What the hell did I just do?
I've finally done it.
Once everyone hears,
my barrier will be gone.

I made myself vulnerable.
Allowed them to hear my poetry.
My poetry,
which is mine.
My poems are for me.

Now...
Now they will all see my insides.
All the pain.
All the tears.
All the...me...

All the me,
which I did not want them to see.
All the me,
which I have spent years hiding.
All the me,
which no one wants to see.

I have finally done it...

****.

I am tired of being used
like medicine to cure other people
when I'm unable to cure myself,

I am tired of being thrown to the side
like a crumpled up peace of paper
that once mattered to you,

I am tired of living in a world where
the only people considered your friends
are the ones who are truly your enemies,

I am tired of having to defend myself
for my actions of for my words

I am tired of being tired

Love is an inconvenience
Love isn't worth my time
Kissing is a sad exchange
When words will do just fine

Friendship is a better option
Who needs a bride or groom?
Companionship I'll have forever
No marriage for me anytime soon

I think I'd rather have a thousand friends
Than just one promised with a ring
That way if I hurt someone
I can run away and still be free

Love is tarnished love is worthless
Not even worth a small dime
All that I'll get is a broken heart
It happens all the time

If the winds carried our words,
We would have more storms
lifting this anger off our lips.