The Secret Song
I’m a Poet.
The sounds and words collide, making
Universes that we can glimpse, something
Unspeakable in normal life, uniting
People from near and far, completing
Our souls, rounding
Out our lives, connecting
The physical to the emotional, so I keep writing
These words, these phrases, reflecting
On my life, the good and the bad, the moments fleeting
Because I keep fleeing
From my past, meeting
The pain I lived through once, lying
Underneath the stars, I picked up a pencil, crying
I became a poet then, thinking
That maybe my words wouldn’t make me feel so alone, singing
Lullabies to me underneath the blackened sky, shimmering
With stars, loving
The transformation within me, while people kept sneering
At me in the hallways, but I was laughing
At my little secret, I’m now revealing
I’m a Poet.