Anguished Sonnet

When I’m in pain I write, I write, I write.

It somehow helps me handle hurtful times.

And if it’s dark, my words provide a light.

Sometimes they do not even have to rhyme.

I pen these words, not in anguish nor in fear

But in strength and knowledge that I will make it through.

And one day soon, I’ll allow someone so near

I can share these words with her to give a clue

For the key to my heart is through these mournful words.

I often leave a trail of tears in my wake.

And if you want to get me and be heard

It’s helpful to have tools before you take

My heart in your hands — please be gentle.

I’m kind and caring my pains are all mental.