When her thoughts are screaming

When her thoughts are screaming inside her brain 

When all she feels is sorrow and pain

When the world has failed her once again 

the pen and paper take over.

When she feels too scared to open her heart

Or the days she almost falls apart

When she can't find the beauty within the art

her words are what saves her.

When a dream-come-true's her only prayer

Through all the blood, sweat, and tears

To help her make it through the day

she writes the words too hard to say.

One day she'll push past it all

These words as hands to hold her tall

The question is not why she writes 

it's why does writing make me feel alright?