these nights it seems sometimes
that crying myself to sleep is too hard to do
how long can it take to exhaust myself of tears?
I'll be lying in a puddle, awake and senseless
the only thing I can do to soothe myself
is write
I write away my aggressions putting pen to paper
the letters taking away all of my pain
I move all of my hurt from my head to the page
that way it's not my problem anymore
it's yours