A writers world

Writing is my therapy,words that need
released comes easily to me. I don't
need a needle in my arm to release my
inner pains, hiding in a dark corner high
is not the therapy I wish too embark!

I tell you what I see in my dreams,the
written word of long ago miseries!My
life has given me much to write about,
my mind and soul needs to let them out.

I no longer hide behind a cloak of feelings
left alone. I spurt them out and then I move
on.A feeling of peace comes over me when
I have the freedom to speak honestly.

Sometimes I dream of silly things,worlds
peace holding no tragic killings! Children
playing on a playground,no drugs to be
found.A beautiful summers day,no pollution
in the air to stray,growing worse every
day.

I see the world for what it is, A solders
child being born never to feel his fathers
kiss. A mothers tears as she cries for
her lost child,taken by someone who has
no heart or soul to feel.

I write my words down with ink bleeding
through my fingertips,I tell you of my hopes
and dreams and sometimes of the darker things
that some are to busy denying.This is my release
from the real world,giving me peace when I
am slipping into turmoil.

This is a writers world!