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I can't avoid "painful" seeming poem's because that's how I deal with that. |
| How can I not put pain to paper? I have no other release. These subjects...I stutter, my mind begs me. Poem after poem, pain after pain, The same torment rewritten again. So I didn't want to write if it included that emotion But what I soon learned was agony's devotion. Free to speak, but hindered, I pick up my pen. Some kind of internal prison that I let you in. Joining with the paper in my lap, I pass by cells, Each one being life's mishaps, each one feeling like hell. S.Hayes (I plan to extend this one & maybe other's) |