The day finally here
the end draws near

I wonder what they’ll say
I wonder what they’ll do
so many questions pound my brain
I have more than a few

This is not poetry
it’s therapy
therapy for the things I cannot say
poetry can say the things unspoken

All my fear
all my doubt
all my worries
impressed into the light and air
I can’t scream
I can’t cry
but I can write

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