PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

poetic writing for me
is a compulsion or something of the sort
it goes hand in hand with me down the path
marked 'Life' like an attractive but prepaid
escort
my not writing for long periods of time is
unhealthy but I'm not sure I can fully explain
there's this part of me that is so desperate
to be exposed
that after awhile
I can feel the building pressure of
the need and suppressed strain
I must do this
I only feel safe when in the confines of
my carefully constructed mental cage
in this darkest region I find complete peace
even within the most absolute rage
a lot of people delve deeply into themselves
there is so much to learn about your true self
beneath all the self preserving layers and social
shells
everyone carries within them jagged scars that
often appear to have healed
but in confrontation with someone of probable
importance
these same critical scars tend to so carefully
shield
the soul of perfection, except in theory
this is not a positively proven point but merely
that like a fabricated fable
I ask myself who am I so often
it is difficult to recognize yourself
because on your back
it's impossible to read your own label
I think my label would if I could see it
read 'Strange'
but if it were possible
know that I'd turn mine in for the label
'Confident' as an even exchange.........
(written June 1,1991 in the pm)