Why write
I’m tired of writing but not because I don’t think anyone’s hearing me
because I think Most are fearing what they’ll feel if they listen to the layers I speak
if they take the time to read deep Enough to hear the tears that’s bleed clear in me
to speak of the fear in me
do I write to free the spirit i hear so deep
a constant fall then freeze of the spirit I breathe then grow to branch then leave season after season seized
Do I write because it makes sense today
do I breathe deep enough to write what will make the most sense in my futures fate
A place where I can reflect and catch the past opening more perspective meant for better with age and purpose not just memory that last
Do I write because I don’t live the verses inside so express it through my internal peace that I lace together thru sense or rhyme
Am I seeking the extension of the ink
where I can speak what my body and mind bleed
Do I seek a community within to conceive thru ink
Do I build a written brick by brick wall to contain my spirit in captivity
To deny my unspoken thoughts so lonely
To read to myself a place to roam free
If I wrote a poem today is it done or did I still have more to say
Can I catch that poem again and finish it later
Will it truly be a poem ,a story ,or maybe even make it to printed paper one day
Can I weave my link that sings my dreams
As I get lost in the ink that releases my inner most compass of inner most needs
The wisdom that mends the pieces inside
Where I just had to write a reading light
So I could see the spirit I seek when within the dark of dreaming nights
Am I putting a letter in a mailbox for my mind to process and request from dreams a wish or two every night before bed before I rest my dues
If I keep writing will my spirit hear my call thru the perspective of all
Will I find my piece of time and my peace inside
Will others seek as I do
to join efforts and recoup
Will my head and hand draw the words that will help one man
be it me or You
or anyone that’s taken the time to break apart my clues
To read all the way through for the time well spent feel good blues
Just see things a little deeper where
We all grow with a shared perspective of a unified definition and deeper truths
A common factor of how we express what we can’t live from our inside views of deeper roots
I write because it gives me wings
wether I’m up or down and how I start or end the poetry
Let’s me free from inside
to make it eternal in my heart that I’ve expressed all the blood u don’t see when u read my eyes
A sense of release that helps clear the storms that sometimes cloud my life and mind
The only true freedom of speech that can create more common nature between humanities eyes
I write for me but I write for sake never name
I write to keep a positive pace and possible more but at least one positive change
Positive ways thru pains inside made proactive rays thru reactive light
Feelings others might align and feel comfort there not alone because they recognize
We all shine low but we all shine high .
So I’m tired of writing but I’m gonna do it anyway
because my spirit won’t let me stop seeking my soul and tell it what we need to say
I’ve been right I’ve been wrong do I gotta go or do i get to stay
One day will it get the message back or do I continue to write as I prey