My Life As Written By A Stranger

An Ars Poetica

Photo by Kate Williams on Unsplash

I read
the words
upon the page
as if
they were
written by me.

How
can my life
be portrayed
so effortlessly
by someone
to me,
unknown?

There it is,
in black letters,
my life,
my pain,
my shards
of brokenness.

I turn
the page
and read
to find out
what comes
next.

If only one person
reads my words
seeing their life
as I see mine
in words written
by poets of old
then I have done
what I sought out
to do.