We write because there's something inside us that needs to be shared.
A thought turns into a sentence.
and a feeling becomes a line on the page.
Writing gives form to the things we can't say out loud.
It helps us know our own hearts.
and the moments that stay with us.
Every word is a small step forward.
a reminder that our voice matters.
Even on quiet days,
Writing keeps us connected.
To who we are and who we are becoming.
We don't write to be liked.
We write because it makes us whole.
About the Creator
Emily
Poem lover, word collector, and believer in the quiet magic of language. I write to remember, to heal, and to find beauty in the spaces between silence and sound. Every poem is a heartbeat — a small proof that feelings can become art.
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