Writing has always being my coping mechanism for as long as I can remember
I had all this thoughts rummaging in my mind, slowly starting to affect my temper
I had no one to tell but needed to get it out of my head
I started jotting down how I felt
Putting them into a book gave me a feeling like these issues were going to work out somehow
Reading through the many pages gave me peace
The feeling of freedom seeing my issues on paper is exactly what my heart needs
As i read through the lines, the melody and rhythm accompanied with this masterpiece exhilarates my soul
The weight on my chest becomes lighter
For a moment I felt less tension in the midst of the chaos
To survive i had to become a fighter
But I was able to collect my broken pieces into a single one
No scattered emotions in my mind anymore
For once i had control over it
I could make it do my bidding now
Heartbreak is beautiful when you are a poet.
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