through paper and pen

loosing touch with the inner me

running away form the pen i see

loosing sight of what's deep within

fighting to breathe yet suffocating myself

you see the pen and the paper didn't do it any more

writing journals and poetry just seemed too emotional

lost touch of how to handle things

trying to deal with it like she did or like he would

forgetting i'm a different girl

i don't talk it out, i write it out

lost my stamina lost all balance

plunging deep into despair

attempting to please the world that lacked appreciation

worldly approval that didn't quite take it all away

remembering i have an Eternal Father

yet keeping Him at bay

no more love letters no silent prayers

no invocations on Him

as pride was in the way

but waking up to a new day

i pick my paper and pen

flashbacks on my former love letters to my Lord

reminiscing on bleeding ink onto paper

bringing peace to my mind

then it suddenly dawns on me

i'm simply married to my paper and pen

hence i'll find healing in my writing away..

i'll pour out my heart through this lovely blessing of self- expression

i'll pour out my heart to God but not as everyone does in

i'll do it through my paper and pen.

i'll be the girl who found healing and changed the world through paper and pen.

changing the world a word at a time