If writing was easy
I’d drop it in a dime
It’s more than just words
More than emotions and thoughts inside
It’s bleeding out through your pen
Making sense of life line after line
Unclogging what’s eating you alive
Surfacing the feelings that make you forget how to sleep at night
Coping the best way we can our entire lives
An artists curse isn’t forgetting what one wants to write
But making each poem a mask
To make yourself comfortable to eat and sleep over time