Erase It All

I was writing a poem
And I read what I wrote
And deleted it all

I wrote a poem
And read it aloud
And closed the document I wrote it in

I was writing a poem
And my mother walked into my room
And I shut my computer

And I thought that if I
Deleted it all
Closed the document
Shut my computer
That I could erase
The words that I wrote
From myself

Because they are true
When I wish they weren’t

They are a mirror of my soul
Of everything in my head
In my heart
And
It is dark
And cold
And alone

And I want it to be
Full of light
And warmth
And joy

And so I
Delete what I am writing
Close this document
Shut my computer

And look for something else to do