Cathartic Self-Therapy

Cathartic Self-Therapy

A Poem by Nightingale Silva

A random poem I wrote on the spot.

I purge my emotions on paper, 
Pen in hand,
I let go of my anger.
Everything I hold inside,
All the bottled-up emotions I hide,
I have to let it out somehow,
I begin to write, and just let it flow.
It's cathartic to me,
My form of self-therapy.
Much cheaper than a doctor
With no bitter pills to swallow.
I hold a lot inside
Though I know I should not.
All it does is hinder my heart, 
And causes my soul to rot.
...So I let everything out.
Purge myself of bitterness and hate,
Though it's never completely gone,
This is my fate...
So I'll write, and try my best,
Cleansing myself of all the rest~

© 2013 Nightingale Silva

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Added on September 14, 2013
Last Updated on September 14, 2013
Tags: poetry, writing, therapy, cathartic, hate, bitterness, pills, psychology


Nightingale Silva
Nightingale Silva

Corpus Christi, TX

I am a poet, creative writer, and freelance journalist. I have been writing since I can remember. I work for several websites, doing gaming journalism for GamingPrecision and UnboundGamer. Also write .. more..