My Barricade

March 16th, 2024

Sitting in a coffee shop
I’m going through life’s trials
Forcing myself to write something
After running 6.2 miles
My life is a series
Of events and activities
Then working all week
And trying to maintain productivity
Two years on my own
I’ve been going through the motions
And even before that
I started bottling my emotions
I’ve been working so hard
I need to prove it to myself
I can find happiness
Without needing someone else
I don’t think anyone understands
Why I feel so lonely
Because I surround myself with people
But none of them know me
I don’t know how to drop my walls
I think I lack the wisdom
And until I start letting people in
I need to be my own support system

The Writer

March 14th, 2024

I can’t help it sometimes
My mind works in rhymes
These thoughts in my head
Are working overtime
They want to be heard
They don’t stay confined
The poems write themselves
The words cycle in my mind
So I have to write them out
They give me no choice
And speaking through poetry
Has become my true voice