You
1 min readApr 7, 2018
A Poem
You’re the truth I can’t explain
If I keep trying, I’m sure to go insane
I keep trying to rearrange
My thoughts — to break the chains
I’d let my thoughts spill from my pen
But I’m afraid
You might not embrace (them)
So I lay-
Awake
To make sure my mind doesn’t create
Dreams I wish wouldn’t be on display
Clutching on to yesterday
Don’t want my mind to erase
The memories
Because sometimes they’re my only escape
-BFoundAPen