I write to take away the pain

That memories can bring

I write to offer up my thoughts

To anyone or thing

I write to express anger and fear

In ways I can’t with voice

I write to tell all the world

I am not one of their toys

By writing I can save myself

From going insane

It is my own remedy

For I’m the one to blame

My friends know nothing of it

My parents think I’m odd

Only special people know

And, as always, God

I write to know what I think

Because often I’m unaware

Of my feelings until I see

Them on the page, bare.

I write because it gives me rest

And peace I then afford

To love others without thought

And strike a happy chord.