Where it began
Shut off from the rest
On my own
Is how I felt
Emotions varying
One extreme to the next
No one to tell
Of these thoughts
No one to understand
Pressure building inside
Release needed
Hard to find
Words flow onto paper
Tense muscles relax
Needed outlet found
Words fly around me
Envelop my head
Landing on paper
Emptying my mind
Days seem better
The sun brighter
Feel as if the world is mine
Writing is my friend
Helps me through tough times
Gives me the strength to carry on and smile.
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