Nov 2018
I write because I'm full to the brim,
With hot scorching emotions,
Unshed tears and
Unexpressed thoughts and ideas.
I write because I'm shaking with rage, unrequited love, guilt and regrets.
I write because
when all else fail to suppress these bubbling emotions,
Poetry is the silent scream that allows me to feel heard.
With hot scorching emotions,
Unshed tears and
Unexpressed thoughts and ideas.
I write because I'm shaking with rage, unrequited love, guilt and regrets.
I write because
when all else fail to suppress these bubbling emotions,
Poetry is the silent scream that allows me to feel heard.
The words are lodged in my throat, making me dumb.
I can't speak but I can write.
[Figuratively]
I can't speak but I can write.
[Figuratively]
