Writing delivers you from all sorts of mentally tormenting situations. There is a strange and spooky action that is triggered when you write down your thoughts, your troubles, even your happiness.

I’m letting all go
I’m letting all go 
Of the weight that drowns me
In a puddle of muddy water 
I’m letting all go 
Of my insane attitudes 
Of these bad behaviors
I’m letting all go 
Of all my weary troubles 
And of what rips my heart
Life will be my panacea
Love will be all I breathe
I will survive and rise
Over my sadness and miseries
And drop that heavy bag of burden
To finally be free and real.