My Gift and Curse

My deepest feelings and emotions,
bleed from me right through the pen,
leaking out onto this paper,
over and over again.

How I feel about myself,
what I don't want others to know,
always ends up on this paper,
in a smooth and steady ink flow.

It's a never ending process,
my thoughts the only thing that change,
along with some words and meanings,
and some metaphors I might exchange.

I write what I need to say,
to keep from losing my mind,
leaving my sorrows and angers,
miles and miles behind.

The only piece of evidence,
of how I really feel,
is this poem I leave behind,
my personal attempt to heal.

Sometimes it helps me through,
other times it makes things worse,
but I will always continue writing,
my little gift and curse.

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