There are no words she said
And then she turned to a blank page and it all spilled out
The heartache
The anger
The sadness
The pain
It flowed like a rushing river and she did not know how to control it
The page caught everything she was bottling up
It held it all gently and allowed space for her to break free
There was no judgment or harsh criticism
Just a moment in time for a well needed release
She spilled out her hopes and spoke her fears
She was honest and raw
The tears spilled 
And she was so grateful to let it all out.