When I am in sorrow
I write in the tranquility
drowning in my thoughts
but an unfound peace exists

It’s difficult to fathom
I admit I am tired and weak
so I explain it in metaphors
For it’s what I can only give

write, I can see art in my words
I find this creativity amazing
what a beautiful phenomenon
For I admit I am tired and weak

As I confess my flaw and errors
I discover the beauty to it
I write, an instrument of hope
for there is healing in writing

~M. Salonga

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