It was notes scribbled on crumpled paper
Personal, reaching to where a lonely arm slept
Accepted, understood, far from alone
Far from any spotlight or megaphone
Shaking nervously with fear
Finally able to raise a heavy head
Not everyone looks away for a different focus
It was entry after entry speaking
There, you found peace from the noise
A break from the encyclopedia of social media
A break from the drilling.
Emotion Dough 
What are you thinking about after reading this?