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I never understood
how writing can be draining

until I truly opened up on the page.

My notebooks,
even this computer screen,
have seen more raw emotion
than even my best friend...

and she's seen a lot.

Writing is a relationship,
it is my heart on the page,
and often times,
no one gets to see that page
but me.

Maybe that seems strange:
it's my heart.
Shouldn't I already know
it's deepest secrets
and greatest fears?

Shouldn't I be aware of
where my heart lies?

Sometimes, I don't even know
until a picture surfaces in my writing...
as if my heart is letting me in
on my own life,
by showing up in a character
or a poem.

It's difficult,
but I wouldn't know
who I am
without writing.