“On my Paper” by Eureka C. Bianzon

There were times that I used to be  alone

Wandering my mind inside my home

Talking with my paper, letting my hand to write

On its own

It heals my heart whenever I do

To talk on a paper and tell what I’ve been through

Heartaches that I want to tell with someone

Yet I’m hesitant to do

On my paper I could tell all those things that

I want to tell

Without hesitancy, no worries as well

On my paper I could unleash everything

I wished to tell

It overcomes my sadness, and ease

My solitude as well

On my paper I can always be me

I can cry, I can cry harder that no one can see

Each drop that stains eases my dire miseries

My paper helps me to leave all my sad disdain

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