Lke Me

a poem by william andrews, Greece

I used to think
it was only me
a strange creature
writing thoughts
that make me bleed
struggling to find balance
between sadness
and screams
to understand why
these thoughts
that I write
will not leave
me be
what are you doing
I used to ask
scrapping together
what I needed to see
my own reflection
on my own personal screen
to begin the journey
years ago
to finally see
are there other strange creatures
like me
who bleed
when they right
the emotions
that they scribe

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