Read a post on WordPress. On this blog.

And it inspired the words I have written down.

Sometimes a storm starts
brewing in your mind.
You become unsure of ,
where you stand
Not knowing for sure,
whom to call your own.
And the doubts and the pain,
begin to swirl and rise.

Then somewhere along you
pick up a pen.
And words start flowing
in a frothy stream.
And as the stream slowly looses
all its flow.
It empties you of,

all aches and pain.
And as the frivolous froth

Vanishes in the air,
You can clearly see..your own self.