I just started writing

Simple as that

Sure it wasn't extraordinary

But it helped

Sure it didn't end my tremors

Or dizziness

Quickened breathing

Negative thoughts that raced at 85mph

But it helped

Sure I'm no Sylvia Plath

I can't write things like

"Contusion"

"Love Is a Parallax"

"I Want, I Want"

"Dialogue Between Ghost and Priest"

But I've written

"Model"

"The Sneeze That Made Me Cry"

"Prose That You'd Oppose"

"I Only Ever Rhymed With You On My Mind"

Those poems helped

The feelings and obscure happenings I've written down

Helped

They aided Sylvia Plath and Virginia Woolf

But unlike them

I won't end with a few collections of poetry

And family left behind 

At a time of my choosing

I will live

Overuse my fingers

Experience more blockage for new topics

I will write

I will write 

I will write

It will help 

It will help

It will help