I write poems in the dark
when I’m more vulnerable
when everyone is sleeping
while I bleed my feelings out
in letters that stand one after the other.
I didn’t learn how to be eloquent
it just happens to me once in a while every time my mind is about to colapse.
I feel everything intensely
and sometimes I try to put them in a cage
I place them there until there’s no room for more and then
they just explode.
I write them in the darkness of my bed
the place where I feel safe
the place where I can be alone with myself
the place that has witnessed uncontrollable breakdowns and
that has dried up a whole ocean of tears.
I write poems in the dark because
it’s the only place where I am me.
Sep 16, 2019
Sep 16, 2019 at 12:36 AM UTC
I write poems in the dark
when I’m more vulnerable
when everyone is sleeping
while I bleed my feelings out
in letters that stand one after the other.
I didn’t learn how to be eloquent
it just happens to me once in a while every time my mind is about to colapse.
I feel everything intensely
and sometimes I try to put them in a cage
I place them there until there’s no room for more and then
they just explode.
I write them in the darkness of my bed
the place where I feel safe
the place where I can be alone with myself
the place that has witnessed uncontrollable breakdowns and
that has dried up a whole ocean of tears.
I write poems in the dark because
it’s the only place where I am me.
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