The Mind Of A Poet

I have a story

I write,
I'm crazy. I'll love you like I've always seen the sun.
But I have a story.

I'll cage you, because I don't want to be alone. But I have a story.

I have lost people, but you don't lose someone who was never there and I have stood up for things which were never in my control.
I lost myself there, but that was a story too.

I'll even write,
Blood outside, kills me half inside. Because at a point, it almost did. I'll never tell you when.

I've cried nights wishing for someone else to take over this life.
I have a story, a story I'll never let you figure out.

But if you ever did, that's when you'll realize why do I write something that doesn't make you smile.