Run your hands
Over my body
Leave no cell untouched

People repeatedly tell me everyday that I overthink every situation; I always have to think of the worst possible outcome.
I guess I am this way because I am a writer...my brain is functioned differently from everyone else who does not use a paper and pencil to let out all the feelings.
Some people can use their words verbally to explain their feelings, but I am different.
My brain thinks of words, metaphors, the truth.
My mouth stutters, shuts, and stays closed.
Writing is the only way I can truly express myself,
I was given hands to write the words my mouth cannot conjure up.
My brain is my weapon,
My brain is my power,
My writing is who I am.

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s
that
form
thou
ghts,
that
form
words,
that          form
sente            ­     nces,
that                       form
rope,                         which
ties                               itself
into a                            noose.
Your                         ­     words
are also                    a rope,
that saves me from
drowning.