When i was suffering,
I had no one by my side,
When loneliness surrounded me,
I just wanted to hide,
When i had no cure for my strife,
I wanted to end my life,
So i started to pour my feeling's,
With so many thoughts in my mind,
The best thing i could find,
Was my cellphone-my only friend,
With the help of words,
That could never end,
Words helped me to heal,
Words taught me to feel,
Words even consoled my heart,
Now i have words to express my feelings,
Calling it a new art,
That's then reason i say,
It's a gift,
Telling in the end,
It was pretty much the gist.