Deep rest

I don't even know where to start. 
Cried so much, 
feels like I'm tearing apart. 
I just need to let it out 
But I don't know how to express myself
Does it matter?..
there's no one here for me. 
No one to be that ear for me. 
But if there was I'd feel a bit angry. 
How could they say they understood, 
When they can't imagine being me.

I wrote this poem because I felt so much sadness that I didn’t know what to do with. It opened my mind to the idea to use poetry to heal. Now, it reminds me how far I’ve come when it comes to dealing with my emotions healthily.