The greats
Authors
Poets
Painters
Lamenters of pain
And injustice
The untold suffering of the masses brought to light
By their sonnets
I long to be one of them
But then again
I've always found my place
Introspectively trailing those in the spotlight
Never needing one of my own
Because the glow from theirs kept
Me warm enough and
I prefer the darkness anyway
The glare from applause
Hinders the writers eye
Blinding it of internal monologue
Besides, didn't any of the greats
Ever tell you that
Pain is what hope grows from
Can you taste the sadness
Underneath their love poems
It's bitter
It's sweet
It's so, so real
YOU ARE READING
We Write for Fear of Silence
Poetry{My soul put into words. Writing is how I put myself back together again. Writing is how I love.} **all poems are mine** HIGHEST RANKING: #30 IN POETRY & #1 IN TEEN POETRY
