Poetry Helped Me Through

Poetry is my way to go
It's my rant on paper
It's how I show
Every feeling or thought

Poetry is my favorite thing
It's my razor to cut
It's my door to to shut
It helps me through the day

When something goes wrong
Poetry saves me
It doesn't take long
To be the same again
Poetry saved my life
More than once
From my dad's wife
To my suicidal friend

I've been through a lot
right beside you
I remember when we fought
Poetry helped me through