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.