A Poem to Share

Things of My Diary (June 18,2014)

I’m supposed to write a poem today for this thing I’m going to

and as usual, for the past 7 years, I’m afraid to begin writing

I’m afraid what I’m going to write just won’t be right

where’s my reason to write?

where are my thoughts really?

I don’t wanna be shallow

and I might be scared to enter into my mind palace to

pull out the things I’ve unknowingly divulged into my vaults

maybe I'll find something spooky and chilling

and wonder where it came from

or forget it was ever there and relive the horror

should i go seeking out the monster under the bed that seeks me?

maybe it will be a benefit

like releasing of rotten soul

maybe even a breathe of light

something that only angels know

I call it the day i lost all feeling

but there were so much more feelings to stumble-upon

but i sent them to the back, I thought that was where they belonged

so… maybe it’s a time of release

a time to relax the tired brain that i so hardheartedly decided to walk away from

but like drawing and depicting the artistry in one’s brain

the toughest part…

is simply

how to begin