As a composer of letters of pain A handful of them passionately Self-restraint at times Hope I don't fall, don't break. I choose where to put them What to use and show But the painful truth hurts right now Is that they chose me I bow my head to the depths of my soul Grabbing another word, another letter Another sentence that does not exist And all this to express my emotions For everything on my aching heart...... The grief-stricken once again. As I’m falling for a moment into an emotional abyss All I ask Don't judge my scattered words Because they come from my restless soul. Tomorrow is a new and better day.