i have no friends
im all alone.
i live in my house
but it isnt my home.
im in the closet.
i wont come out.
my family is judgemental.
they'll scream and shout.
i look for help,
in the comfort of words.
thats where i found her.
her name is poetry,
she makes the pain blur.
she turms my words
into paragraphs of beauty.
she tells me to continue
like its my duty.
i found a girl i can love
her name is poetry.
Shes the only girl
ill be able to love openly.