What I Feel

For me, poetry shows a snapshot of what I feel in the moment.

I am learning not to bind myself to them or define myself by them.

I am learning that the true value is in digging behind the thoughts, unveiling the assumptions, hunting for the truth and plotting a way forward.


On these pages
Things are not always as they seem
I write what I feel
Not always what I mean
 
I may lash out viciously
As I am pierced with grief
Or write of awaited freedoms
Because I desperately need to dream
 
I may open up my insides
And let my sorrow pour out
My cynicism may draw blood
As my despair thrashes about
 
I cannot always vouch
That the lens I look through is clear
But know that I will always write
What I see, feel and hear
 
And I find, in this process
Of letting all these emotions out
Hidden amongst this chaos
The truth somewhere can be found



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