It is a beautiful thing – Writing without inhibition. That raw and unfiltered flow of emotions just pouring out on paper, like children out on the streets, chasing an ice-cream truck, on the first day of summer.
The whole idea that you can express and define your innermost emotions, buried deep some place unreachable by most, in words, gives you that control you need to get back up. It helps you vent out and picture things in a way YOU want it to be instead of what the world paints for you to see.
In my opinion, that is what is the most beautiful writing because, unlike your soul, it is naked, without the robes of skin and bones to distract you from seeing the vulnerability of the truth.