The words.

The words have always flowed so free.
Like a river, spilling my true feelings.
Fitting together like a lock with it's key.
Starting out with anger or sadness.
Ending with a smile.
Stopping the madness.
Like an exhibit of my soul.
My emotions on display.
So exposed, so raw with truths.
Even when I was low.
They lifted my spirits, making it all fade away.
Bringing me back to my roots.
Bring me solice in a world of chaos.