Life

It's complicated all the time

hardly allowing a peaceful breath

It's busy and never slows down 

not even for a weekend

It's overwhelming

suffocating many

 

There are few escapes. 

So few outlets

so many distractions

 

But writing allows for solidity

It opens the door for understanding

It helps one process

 

There's no one format,

theres no rules

just write

 

So that's what I do

I write to escape, 

to process, 

to think

 

And in writing i find refuge