she hears about the news on the tv

anger, sadness, disappointment 

all wrapped up in a fist full of fingers

ready to type, ready to fight

emotions dripping

in the nails that she bites, in the words that she writes

and it helps.

the simple aloe to the pain of her mind

the flow of words, written into existence.

she wishes her world was doing fine 

and the violence would subside.

she thinks of pain

she feels the pain

she hates the pain.

then, with a deep breath

even amongst the storms and sobs,

she writes to right 

and releases.