My Scream Into the Void

My Poetry

You're so curious about the words I use for you in my poetry, but I don't think you really want to know.
Isn't it better to let sleeping dragons lie?
Dare not wake it and throw everything into chaos.
My poetry doesn't settle things is stirs them up.
It does not calm, but rather causes quakes.
My poetry is so personal, that sharing it is like baring my soul
Like standing before you, naked.
All of my flaws are typed out here.
All my fears, my anger, my selfishness, my tears, my insecurities.
And if you don't think that Reading about it would cause us both to tremble, then maybe you don't know me.