What it meas to Me

Writing lets me cry when I can’t shed a tear

Writing lets me speak when I can’t open my mouth

Writing lets me be free when I’m stuck in a cell

Writing lets me fight when I can’t even move

I can set free the thoughts jumbled in my head

I can scream or whisper my broken heart

I can laugh or cry without fear of rejection

I can share or keeps secrets with just the stroke of a pen

Free to just be who I am

Free to express what I see or think

Free to share joy or pain

Free to enjoy my imagination

I write so I won’t lose my mind

I write so I don’t have to hold back anymore

I write so I can be stronger

I write so I can move on