Judging Me

Isn't it nice that everyone can write so well? That they have metaphors and similes and all that juxtaposition of alliterated whatever. And then there's me who has so much to say buy can't say it the way you like to hear it. I know, it's weird isnt it? That there's a method to how people want to write and how they end up writing is completely different. But here I am, simplifying everything because I don't want to not remember what and how and why I felt like writing. It's almost always about myself or someone who I care about really. Not many other people can put me in such a vulnerable emotional position to let loose and put oen to oaoer as it were. But I, alas, am not as eloquent as they need me to be. The literary minds of everyday people who decide whose poetry to engage with because it sounds like they should be snapping their fingers. And don't get me wrong, I have no beef with that, it's just. My heart hurts every time I write because I put a piece of my soul into each and every one if my poems and even these preludes to poetry have a fair bit of heart in them. But the flow, the intonation, the way you read it isn't supposed to do anything but make you think what I'm thinking, and paint an image in your mind's eye of how I'm feeling. And maybe it's my fault for not getting it across well enough, or even expecting too much from my writing. And maybe it's your fault for holding my words to the same standard you hold everything else to. I can't judge really. All I'm saying is let me write the way I write. Tips and hints and comments are fine but, they become condescending after a while and all I can picture is you thinking that you're better than how I feel. And that hurts. But I can bounce back, frankly I don't care what anyone thinks (almost a contradiction but not quite) i just want to write without people being judges about it to my face. Poets are sensitive people when it comes to their work. Respect that.