Tasteful Agony[8-9-09]

poetry-
It's rhythm, it's rhyme
-It's agony.
It's laying your life on the line
-when it's hard to see.
Hard to laugh, cry,
-or just to BE.
Just me
hardly free.
Strangled emotions
-hidden forcefully
-unsuccessfully.
Poetry
my chance to be me.
Be alive, be wild, be free.
Tastefully
-Tactfully.