Pondering over my emotions,
breaking them into the light,
that's how it all began,
I remember well.
Spurned by love and shunned,
depressed and in despair,
heart overflowing with dark emotions,
of self pity and jealousy,
I needed to cry out.
Tears were humiliating,
for losing love is so,
death didnot interest me,
I needed to live.
Emotions became too strong,
mind became a haze,
my love for words overtook them,
I needed to write.
Emotions poured out,
freed from bondage (of mind),
they kept flowing,
I need to rest.
peace regained, words remained,
strings of words,
to make feel my emotions,
wonderful it felt,
anger and pity lost,
I needed to keep writing.
Author notes
it all started with my emotions. my anger, my feelings that needed to be freeed.
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I really liked this. Writing for catharsis can be amazing. Sometimes it's the only way I can straighten out my thoughts and get to some thought that seems just beyond the horizon.
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