Family

In the beginning, my life was just a blank page,
An unwritten story, a journey to engage,
With each day that passed, I found my way,
Learning, growing, with each new day.

I wrote about my struggles, my pain, my fears,
And found comfort in the words that I held dear,
I shared my experiences, my joys, my sorrow,
And found that writing was my escape tomorrow.

The beginning of my book,
Was the start of something new,
A journey of self-discovery,
And a chance to share my view.