PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I am sitting and reading a poetry book,

Becoming inspired by Emily Dickinson’s words.

The classrooms empty as I swiftly leave,

Wanting to go home to begin my own words.

Thoughts are pouring through my mind

As I hurriedly write my pain through mere words.

Death, pain, heartache, suffering, and love

Became the thoughts now on paper as words.

I am an amateur, I know, but depression hurts

And I helped myself by putting thoughts to words.