I Write Poetry

Where is all this coming from
These thoughts
I wish I knew

The tremors that I feel
The emotions
Running through

I thought I'd have a handle
On my heart
That hurts so dear

But then memories and nightmares
Continue
Instilling fear

I sometimes wish that I could go
And find a place
To hide

But then one always finds me
Knowing
I have cried

There's no way I can turn around
And try
To run away

There's always an existence
That holds me close
And urges me to stay