Blank

The paper was too blank.

But my mind was too fast.

 

Danez Smith taught me something.

He said that poetry helps with pain

Because putting a meter to sadness

Helps you structure

Helps you cope

Helps you teach yourself.

 

I put a meter to my sadness

Paced myself

Filled the blank page

Put my racing thoughts into words

My words into rhymes

My rhymes into my soul on a blank page

 

You cannot give life the meter of a poem

 

You can only write a poem

In the hope that the meter

Helps to make sense of your life

This poem is about: 
Me

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