Why I Write
My life is in my words
Emotions run like a river over a piece of paper
This is why I write
My words are my heart
Each word a cell that will one day become muscle tissue
They make me strong
My words are my voice
My voice is meant to be heard
My songs and poems are my children
Each one I nuture and care for
I set them free to show the world what they're made of
Because they were made from me
My life is in my words
My pain, my sorrow, and my joy
My words are my open window when all of the doors are closed
My words are my escape when the world is not as kind
This is why I write