When writing helped me cope,
I was in a dark place,
A place I really didn't want to be, or leave,
A pattern I hated but knew..

A site, a community,
Where I felt true to myself,
Where I could just be,
Express,
And exist,

I visited,
A lot,
Without writing,
It surely didn't feel like I was there still,

For me to return,
Now,
Mainly is because I feel lost,
Hurt,
Misunderstood,
Out of place in the world..

Here I always feel at home,
Here I belong,
Here I am welcome,



understood..




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Certainly not my best writing ever,
but it is what I needed to get of my chest today...
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