This is not Normal

Writing frees.

Frees my hand from immobility

Frees my mind from panic and stillness

Frees my heart from it’s frozen cage

Frees my emotions in a healthy way

Healthier than my regular pattern of self-destruction.

Writing changes.

Changes my body into a state of calmness

Changes my mindset into one of progress

Progress because if I can move past from the incident I just wrote about, I

Can move past anything.

Writing changes my heart into being more willing to open up.

Being more willing to soften.

Melt the bars of the self-inflicted, frozen cage

Writing changes my emotions

Changes the way I am literally able to feel.

Changes the hormones running through my body so that I can appear to function as a normal human.

But am I really normal?

I write.  

For fun.

In my spare time.

And not just any writing -

I write poetry.

For fun.

In my spare time.

Writing changes.

Writing frees

Writing heals.

Heals all the broken scars;

Throws away all the broken knives -

I almost died from.