Why I Write

Emotions build,

Hidden and deep.

I smother them out

And try to ignore the mess inside.

Pain and terror wreck my world,

But when I open my mouth,

Words never come out.

Abuse, lies, death, betrayal,

Burring me.

 

“Write” they said.

How stupid is that..

Words won’t make this go away.

My pencil touches the paper,

It never leaves.

Pages and pages fills my life.

I’m on a high and I can finally be me!

Deep breath.

I’m free.

 

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