It has been a while since I have written actual poetry, but not long ago I fell into an emotional mess and poetry found its way back into my life. It is not because sadness or depression is becoming of poetry, but because I found myself in a position that I haven’t been in for a long time: absolutely alone with only my thoughts and feelings. I stopped working for a few days, I put my phone away, there was no tv or music, I didn't read, I found space away from everything but my emotions. I spent so much time with them that they found a voice of their own.
“Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.” -Robert Frost