Its poetry--
Not psychotherapy
(Not necessarily)
Unless you want it to be,
So its okay to be happy
And not to have issues
To soak up in tissues,
And its okay to pretend to be someone else
And to write as if its them, not you,
That's doing the piece,
Or not to show your true feelings in the least,
Or to spill them out
Like abundance at a feast,
Or even to be sad and gloomy
Like a beast,
To write of good, evil, joy, pain and fear,
Of qualities we hate or hold dear
Enduring, lost, augmented or decreased...
Its poetry--
For the living
And even for the deceased.