Weirdly or maybe not so much, poems pop in my head and I write them down. This appeared in the shower today and here it is…
TO WRITE – by KKJOY
When I write, I lose the fight of hiding from myself,
When I write I stand in sight and the façade melts away.
RAW, BARE, EXPOSED,
Watching, alone, my breathing slows.
No one is listening, as no one dares,
As to be real, is to feel, is to care.
Screaming silently to nothing……
But myself. Healing, revealing, everything.
Too harsh a light for some to see,
The reality that is me.
Beautiful, ugly, perfect, ravaged,
Sane, insane, serene, savage.
Yet, when I write, I lose my fight of hiding from myself.
Because, when I write, I stand in sight, façade destroyed to stand true.
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