Pen and paper
are my savior.
They hold the words I cannot say,
as I write my feelings away.

Whenever I feel like I might explode,
I write them for the paper to hold.
Protecting the world from my thoughts,
and allowing me to keep them in a box.

Writing so easily became my best friend,
always so ready to care and listen.
Best of all, it never reveals
what pains my heart feels.

Writing for me is a way to escape,
to pretend I'm someone with a different face.
For writing from a different view
provides insight, gives me a life that's new.

My savior, my weapon,
my heart, my friend.
I don't know what I would do
Without my paper and pen.