Creator's Journey: Finding Healing and Hope Through Art

In the depths of self-doubt, I often find,
My mind racing with questions, overthinking, blind,
But in virtual reality, my creations come alive,
No limits, just imagination, where I can thrive.

Poetry flows like a river from my soul,
My love language, my heart's air, making me whole,
Writing my friends' stories, I strive to honor,
Their tales, their struggles, their triumphs, like a banner.

Once, when I danced, anxiety was unknown,
No second-guessing, just free to let go,
Now, I question and examine myself every day,
An inward journey, a solitary stay.

Yet, I long for the confidence I once had,
For the strength that made me feel not so sad,
Though I try to piece myself back together,
I know I'll never be completely the same again.

Forever my heart will ache with pain,
For what I loved so dearly, now gone in vain,
But I breathe life into my memories, sharing my art,
A healing balm that soothes my broken heart.

So I write and create, though it's tough, I hope
My words and creations have the power to be enough,
To heal myself and others who may be feeling lost,
For in the depths of pain, we can find new roads to cross.

So trust the journey, and keep moving forward,
My strength and talent will never be ignored,
Let my heart speak, let my art thrive,
For I am a creator, and my spirit will never die.