If I write what I feel, it’s to reduce this chaos, this anxiety within me…

Each sentence, a breath—steadying the pulse of a restless heart.
I write not to impress, but to survive.
To turn the noise into music, the ache into art.
Because somewhere between ink and emotion,
I find fragments of peace.
And maybe, just maybe,
someone else will read these lines
and feel a little less alone. 🙏🏾❤️

©️ Beatriz Esmer