expression only

 
sadness grips me tight
the words come tumbling from my lips
but they're not for you don't pick them up
I don't know for who if anyone
but dear soul don't wear these cutting thoughts
like they belong to you

inside me I keen for the ugliness of the world
it affects me things I see on the news
I write my feelings out or I would burn

lingering in the shadows are my fears
they trouble my soul
and dull my shine

I want to be love for you always
but it is the bitter truth of my pen I am a beacon also
I write what I hear and feel
though it isn't always personal

the darkness comes and like a receiver
I express the thoughts of affliction
it's taxing on me
most people don't like me

because my pen is sometimes cruel
I wish they knew it was intended for expression only