She wrote as if world was collapsing

On her birthday,
A diary was gifted,
When she learned to write,
She wrote each day,
For the ten long years,
Her favorite secret,
She wrote
She wrote
As her world
Was trembling down,
She was getting married,
To a man,
She didn't know,
Wrote her deepest desires,
Closed them in the diary,
She wrote furiously,
She wrote shamelessly,
She wrote with all her love,
She wrote with all her anger,
Each day,
For the next 7 years,
Got ready,
A book of poems,
It was her writing,
That gave her strength,
But one fine day,
She burned the book,
Because a married woman,
Can't write,
She can't write the physical pain,
On the first night,
She can't write the emotional drain,
Over the course of the marriage,
She can't write how she was just a girl,
Had to be transformed,
Into a woman,
And...
Then she burned it all...
Because
People will judge,
As they judge everything,
But she didn't let the fire,
Inside her,
Go........
And
She wrote again...
As if the world will collapse,
And she needed the one last chance,
Just
To write.......