writing

What is it about writing that frees me? Perhaps it is the fact that I can say anything I want, that I can put on paper all that I feel, all that I want, all that I desire. Writing is a sensation that has no boundaries, that looks down upon no one and that pushes the limits of life itself. When I write, my mind is wild, unpredictable and totally magnified, open to anything and unafraid to say it. It is a passion that I hope to keep forever; something that frees my entire mind and soul, and helps to mend my heart as I write about broken emotions, feelings, and thoughts. Every word I write, every sentence I craft my heart opens further into itself and I find out more about my very being, who I am. Writing is thrill, a time when all I have to answer to is myself and what I feel, and it shows the truest aspect of me. For in my writing my heart is there, laid out on a blank page, a journey of my mind and heart and in it, I can push myself to the extremes or lay low and except a smaller sense of passion. For writing is my escape from the world, my wings to fly to another place. When I am upset, inspired or simply content, I escape to my writing to free myself of the burdens of life and in it, I am cured, healed and able to fly back, ready for another day, whatever might come my way.