For Whoever Needs It

 

Darling

I think in stanzas

Because if nothing else

My life is something to be understood

By someone else

So they don’t feel so alone

In their pain 

By processing theirs through mine 

Poetry is painful for the writer

And beautiful to everyone else

So if I made something  

Out of the trauma, suffering, heartbreak 

Then I am happy

Even if only one person sees it

And feels less alone

It is all worth it 

-j.p