Writing is therapy
It is
Release
A pen is the only way to open
A bottle of feeling
To be spilled directly
Onto a sheet of paper
But
Beware
Heed the warning
Contents
Are
Under pressure
Each day begins
With a bottle
Empty
Slowly
Through the day
It's filled
A smile
Glance
Laugh
From you they bring
Instant
Emotion
Bottle it up
Seal it in
Cap the top
And I'm careful
Not to drop it
Around you
One day
I pray
I'll show you
The pages you stained
But until then
I'll keep it in
And at days end
Need
Therapy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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