Poetize

I've always been this way,

Backtracking and dwelling on problems,

As if poetizing will make them go away.

Spinning every thought, every tear, every smile,

Into lines and verses.

I wrap myself in words

Like I expect them to blanket me

From the outside world.

And after writing out

Word after word,

Line after line,

I'm starting to realize

That maybe poetizing

Is doing nothing for me.

Maybe if I got up

And tried to solve the problem

Rather than drowning myself in words about it

I could actually see myself get better,

Not just write about and hope for a change.

But see, I'm a poetess

And all I know how to do

Is make my life line
s,
A string of words.

Ask the actress,

Maybe she can

Give you a smile,

But as for me,

I will sculpt myself in words

Ever the poetizer

I always was.