I Gave Up on Poetry

I Gave Up on Poetry

I gave up on poetry, mostly because of the jargon
The making up metaphors and thinking up rhymes,
symbolism, diction, and the rest of that stuff

Everything I wrote was a reflection of myself,
I tried to share my ideas, my thoughts but people didn’t understand me
I doubt they ever will
I read poetry from textbooks but refused those rules
I wanted to portray my emotions, but I guess no one could relate to it

So I gave up on Poetry
Threw away the paper and the pens
I let my Ideas die
I bottled my emotions, because honestly who cares?
I decided to focus on more important things. I did away with my trifles and time slipped by.
Months, a few years. I wrote no poems expressed no joys no pains

Honestly I don’t know what I did with the time.
I know I gave up on poetry.

But obviously Poetry never gave up on me.