If I do not let them free, they will tarnish my mind and poison my future.
If I do not set them free, I will never feel relief.
If I do not take this paper and pen and release what is inside of me, I am afraid it will kill me.
Humans are not meant to bottle up their emotions and feelings, for such reasons god granted us voices.
He granted us voices to be used and heard.
But I use not my voice externally.
I let my hands do all the talking.
My hands release the beast from within the depths of my mind and soul.
They release the words.
These words I write, I write to escape.