The way life goes

When I pick up a pen to express my thoughts through this art, I feel as though my heart has released of its tension knots. I’m someone who tends to hold it all in and let the emotions build up. When conversing with others I try not to show anything other than love. I mean, what have they done to receive the wrath of my furry? But poetry seems to become the outlet for me. It’s the source I use to release both positive and negative energy. Without these, I honestly don’t know how sane I’d be.