Salvation in Writing

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In the silent solace of the night A pen in hand, my guiding light Through valleys deep and mountains steep In the realm where dreams weep

A scribe of my own destiny In words, I found my sanctuary Escaping the shackles of reality's grasp Into a world where emotions clasp

Writing, my beacon in the storm Each verse a lifeline, each page a platform Where troubles fade into the ink And sorrows find solace in how I think

In letters formed by the stroke of my hand Lies the power to conquer the shifting sand Of time, of pain, of woes unnamed In the symphony of words untamed

As a child lost in a labyrinth of fears In my diary, I drowned my tears Each day a verse, each night a prayer For writing was my haven, my savoir-faire

The blank canvas of a journal page An open door to release my rage A muse whispered amidst the quiet Urging me to pen my inner riot

Oh, how writing has saved me A lifeline cast in a turbulent sea An anchor to tether my wandering soul In the vast universe of tales untold

So here I am, a storyteller unbound Through prose and poetry, serenely found In the echoes of my pen's gentle sway I've discovered my truth, come what may

To those seeking solace, to those in need Take up the pen, let your words heed For in the art of writing, a balm resides Healing wounds unseen, fostering tides

In the dance of letters, find your song In the symphony of words, belong Writing, a silent yet resounding plea For the salvation of one's spirit to be

Let the ink flow, the emotions pour For writing is a key to a secret door To realms unknown, to dreams unreal In the sanctuary of words, find your zeal

Embrace the power of ink and paper A journey of healing, a story shaper

For writing is not just a hobby,

but a gift An outlet for emotions, a soulful uplift

In the tapestry of life, weaving tales untold Writing stands as an anchor, strong and bold A narrative thread in life's grand design Embracing solace, in every line.