I started writing poetry about 10 years ago, at a time when I found I had thoughts in my head that I really needed to get out.
It was a time in my life that was excessively interesting - There is an ancient curse "May you live in interesting times" and I learned first hand what a curse that truly was
I found that writing something down, even something that's causing you pain, distress, confusion, or dread, tends to defang it and leave it even a useful thought, as a pointer to where the crocodiles are
Therefore I present here the thoughts from the deepest parts of my brain, from a time when all I had in life was the pain and fear that gave them life.
If any of these resonate with you, then I hope they bring you some part of the answers they brought me.
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