When you are big and grown
‘Tis better to cry alone.
So I cry when I am all alone
Till the tears are done and worn.
Then I write poetry and feel better
It’s like me writing to me , a letter.
The words I write lessen my pain
My soul’s peace I attain.
Poetry fills the void in my heart
It’s like offloading an emotional cart.
That’s the way I handle my pain
With poetry, my quintessence sustain.