I do not evade
Nor shun
Visions crude
That come to aid
My drafting pen
And chaperone
To creativities den
Cause I know
Yes I know
My darkest thoughts
Will form a poem
Mar 22, 2016
Mar 22, 2016 at 1:13 PM UTC
I do not evade
Nor shun
Visions crude
That come to aid
My drafting pen
And chaperone
To creativities den
Cause I know
Yes I know
My darkest thoughts
Will form a poem
Why is it that pain makes one creative, or does it just make you more expressive? I often wonder. Is poetry a coping-mechanism, or a sharing-mechanism?
