Why I write

I write so my heart may tell my brain to tell my hands what to do.

I write so I may shout with my mind whiles my mouth remains closed.

I write so I can run ahead of myself in order to look back at myself.

I write so my mind can empty it’s thoughts in order for me to think.

I write so I may dream of the day during the night and yearn for the night during the day.

I write so I may live like I don’t.

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