I Write

How heavy my pen feels as I attempt to feel all of me. My weighted heart drips lines of ink as I steady my hand against the cause.

Shaking body meets shaking soul, I shake myself free of thought. Writing it all till it burns my mind and I scream at myself to stop.

I feel my fingers beg for relief as I give all of me. Pushing them further than the edge of a page, a run-on becomes my life.

Can I find the words to say all I have ever meant to say? Can today be the day I say my story at last?

With my last ounce of strength I sacrifice strength for relief.

To live one day without regret and shame.

To let my anger pass like a blessed death.

I write towards that day.

I write.

Jason

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