Writing is the only thing that calms my nerves 

When the noise becomes overwhelmingly loud, it’s the only thing that comes to my rescue. 

It’s where i’m able to breathe, 

Where all my thoughts come together without everyone else having a say.

The only place that I let no one in.

It’s where my heart calms down,

Where I feel the happiest,

knowing I’m pouring my all into something that is mine and mine alone. 

There’s nothing to take from it, 

no room for a million and one unsolicited opinions.

It’s where my mind doesn’t race,

and most importantly, where my anxiety is soothed

It’s my break from the chaos of the world, my world. 

My own bubble,

where I get to fully breathe without holding back 

It’s me, my thoughts and my notes

My favourite place. My safest space.