words shouldn't be flowing out of this girl like water
her fingers shouldn't be aching.
but she needed to write just like how she needed to breathe.
the girl was never good at talking.
but she finally found her voice in the stories that she wrote.
her mouth had always been sewn shut and for once in her life
she felt like she could finally talk without
having fear hold her back.
and god forbid, she would ever let that go.
