Emotional escape

Poetry started of with infatuation, Expressing emotions for a girl and our situation. Then fell in love and things changed, My previous emotions had been rearranged. Now I rhymed to show her what i was feeling, This new emotion had me bouncing of the ceiling. Through tough times we struggled and we battled, I had to keep my emotions from being rattled. Writing soon began to be a release, That way my emotions could be at peace. What had started off as a gift, Was now used to give my emotions a lift. Sadly I watched our love die, My emotions were at an all time high. Within all of this empty commotion, I no longer wanted to share my emotion. My writing began to dwindle and soon end, Rhyming would heal my emotions and mend. Now a poem is hardly produced, My eagerness to write has reduced. Nevertheless find comfort before, This passion is something to restore. I cannot wait to begin anew, To once again let my emotions through.