Why poetry is such a blessing for me in my life. It never left me, it always listened to me, lets me express everything.
I started writing when I was 16 when I experienced something painful, and learning how to write helped me, but it was all pain and anger. At 17, I stopped. At 18, I learned how to write poems out of love. Now I’m 19, my topics are now broader and I could be another person in another world, feeling whatever it is. I guess it’s training, or it just comes in age and maturity. Poetry saved my life 😌