Worry about me only if
The words suddenly dry up
I write not because I want to
But because I need to
And it hurts more not to
I've tried all the therapy
And this is what works
It brings a relief unmatched
A catharsis very much required
It feels like flying
To let the hurt go
And walk a little lighter
With each passing phrase
Gleaned from a dark mind
Better that I scribble away
Than waste away
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