To Heal

Life is tough, but I've found a new way to cope.

 

The only power

my body can muster.

My mind races,

my heart beats faster.

 

The only way to

save myself

is to use my two hands.

 

To write my self into

nirvana, into history.

 

Creativity is my drugs

of choice.

The very pen like

a razor blade.

The only way to feel

relief is to write.

 

To feel and to

be alive is inevitable.

When my soul

is gone I will

never be the same.

 

So then I have no

choice but to write,

for this is the only

true way to live.

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Please tell me if there are any mistake (and please point them out if there are). Thank you reading.

2nd runner-up
Apr 28, 2011

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