By Syafiqah Suhaimi
When I am anxious, I must write,
It calms me down and quiets down my mind.
Every word was like a pause for time,
I cling to the silence and try hard not to cry.
It was meditation and a type of medicine,
It was serenity and a revelation of epiphany.
Every sentence cured a life-long ache,
Every paragraph, I voiced out my distaste.
I yearn, I mourn, I love, I hate,
I cry, I regret, I wonder, I beg.
My voice, unfiltered and unsilenced,
My thoughts, unstoppable until I'll eventually break.
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