My Escape

When no one will listen to voice I use to speak with, I turn to my pen. With it, I can speak without saying anything. It becomes my voice to say everything within my heart. Every piece of paper becomes the ears to hear all of my burdens and sorrows that I am filled with. With these things I began to feel release of pressure and I'm able to break free. When there is nothing to say, or nothing that can be said I find my pen. Within lies my escape. The secret getaway that no one can take from me. A very special place for me where there are no more nightmares and heartbreak. Happiness lies there, but most of all peace. With this pen and paper I can make my world a better place. My beautiful escape. The reason why I write....