From when I was young, as far as I could remember, writing has always been my safe point. I was a little girl scribbling in notebooks. My poems, my stories, my songs. I can be my truest self when I just write out my feelings. While I write, I feel no judgment, no weakness, no fear. 

I’ve been searching high and low for a sanctuary for myself when it has been as simple as picking up a pencil. Writing eases me out of every mental breakdown. What if writing was the medicine I needed all along? No side effects. No limitation on how much I could take.

Writer’s Heart

Pen to paper

Heart feels ill 

Once the words spill

Mends my nature

My troubled soul begins to shrink

My pen becomes my healing savior 

The words I write become a friend

A way to heal and make amends 

So when my heart feels ill and weak

And the pain is too much to speak

I know that I can always turn

To my pen and paper