Poems that's what we call them
But really their bits and pieces of our pain and suffering
Our grief and agony
Our love and sorrow
Our hate
They are a way to call out
to scream I'm hurting
But all they say is 'wow that's pretty'
No that's not what I needed to hear
My poems are not pretty
They're my pain and agony
Poems that's what we call them
But for me it's a way to call out
To scream help me.