Writing

Writing is my passion. You can say it saves me. I always write to express myself. It is my voice. It is when I can put words into action. Tell a story is what I like to do. But my joy comes from my writing. But fear always gets in the way because I don't have a voice. Now I hear that same voice telling me I can't. But I think, how, when can I even speak? How can I put my feelings into words? So no one can hear me and knock me down like my past. One thing I can tell you is start, I start, my hand takes over, just like my feeling. The only way I can feel it is because it came from my heart. I have to use the right words. I am thinking from two places: my heart and my mind. My heart tells me I will go far because I look up to god and ask him to use my writing to inspire people. Because writing always helps me. Then you had your mind play treat on you. It tells you that your words don't mean anything. You will never make it. It is like telling me I am not good enough to be a writer or domestic Valley advocate. Because I don't have the words, my story doesn't mean anything; my story is a poem. It is full of drama. But the only thing I can say is that. You took my voice. But you never accepted my words and thought a