Purge the words

demanding to be heard.

Pour your heart out on the page.

Every purposeful pass of the pen

quells another ounce of rage.

Encapsulate your agony.

Flowery words emerge in a shout.

Lose yourself among the blooms &

writhing fields from seeds of doubt.

Write until you surprise yourself.

Transcribe your mind truly.

Every pulse in your veins is

a multitude constrained.

This is how bleeding leads to beauty.