A book and pen

Writing has saved me many times

It’s healed my broken heart

Countless time when my mind

becomes too heavy

My lips mute but eyes watered

A book and pen

has always brought hope

Writing what I don’t even know

Writing has stolen my heart

away from anxiety and solitude

My tears have become my cup of tea

as I don’t hesitate to let it flow

Cry for the feeling

that everything is not alright

When I don’t even know

that which is not alright

I seem to be the ever

strong woman I know

but my crying habit

has left me with doubt

This book and pen

Have mastered my art

and healed my heart ā¤

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