I told my mother
Not to waste her money
On a therapist
Because
Words are my therapists
Writing is my therapy
Written at 12:30am
YOU ARE READING
Midnight Poetry and Liberated Words
PoetryLet me explain: My best ideas come when I should be sleeping The World is asleep when I write poetry The words and I seem to be the only ones awake My words come alive They dance around the paper I let them wander The words are Liberated They can wa...
Therapy
I told my mother
Not to waste her money
On a therapist
Because
Words are my therapists
Writing is my therapy
Written at 12:30am
