Poems

Poems

I started writing poetry
After I learned of your death
And I found it slightly helped me
In getting feelings off my chest

I put them on the Internet
For all the world to see
So they're not entirely private
But they mean something to me

Plus I'm on the poems web site
As an alias, a guy
So no-one would know it was me
I am using a disguise

When I log in and then read them
Sometimes I am surprised
At the things that I have written
With a sense of selfish pride

It matters not who likes them
But it's nice to get some praise
Cause it verifys the time it took
Passing time through those black days