I Write
i write words begging to exist
whispering in my ear
interrupting my thoughts
crying out for attention
i write words nudging me in the middle of the night
scattering like hot lead on paper
as i scramble to capture them with sleepy hands
i write reckless and determined
hoping to discover a worthy ideal
without suffering the consequences of misguided inspiration
i write throwing sheets on ghosts of truth
attempting to define them
documenting their haunted visitation
i write to remember
who i was - who i am - who i hope to be
grasping at elusive words
that worry they won't be arranged correctly
i write black and white
believing gray will shade the contrast
with honesty and bravery
i write out of fear
naked and alone
scribbling in my prison of human thought
i write with childlike fascination
watching letters become words, then sentences
weaving a story
into a tapestry of shared experience
i write to defy the unrelenting voices in my head
telling me its not worth it
its not leading anywhere
it doesn't mean anything
i write to honor the voice in my soul
that speaks without talking
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