A pile of written words

Filled with emotion and memories

Pain and happiness

Escapes pen onto paper

Is a sanctuary 

 

Pages of little books

Boosted with hurt and recovery

Have given me 

The hope and confidence

To keep moving forward

 

Notebooks filled

Cheeky streams running

Clenched fists

And sounds of silent screams

Are nights I desire

 

Writing poetry

Is an escape

To a safe world

That I can pour

Myself into

 

Reading poetry

Is an escape

To a safe world

Where I am not

Alone

 

Writing poetry

Is a ticket

For me

To heal my pain

In a creative way

 

Reading poetry

Is a ticket

For me

To have hope

That it gets better

 

Poetry

Thank you

I’m grateful for you

I love you

You’ve always been one to fight with me

 

Poetry

A true companion

More than just words

Something to never let go

One of the things I am most proud of