I write a lot
Because I feel a lot.
And not neccesarily is that
A good thing.
One day in November of 2015
I wrote 19 poems
Just to feel a little less broken inside.
Today, I have written only seven
In this notebook of mine.
I’ll let you read about
Four of Seven.
Vulnerability has never been my strong suit.
Maybe depression comes from knowing that
I need you more than you need me,
If you need me at all.
I guess I’m prolific
Because there’s a lot I’d like to say to you
And a lot I can’t bring myself to.
Only through poems you’ll never read
Will you see the glimpses of my