Why I Write
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I write because my silence is the loudest voice I have ever heard.
I write when it's 3am and my head is spinning with truths that were afraid to surface in the daytime
When my words are so raw it almost scares me
When I am bursting with emotion and inspiration
About things that are, things that never should be
Things eating away at my night time sanity
Buth there is a method in my madness
Which leads to greatness
Becausein the end, I am free
I write to feel free
But maybe, I just write to feel
Because I am convinced I have the right to tingle with emotion
Because I love feeling the interrelations between my heart and my brain
Those tongue tied, tall tales of tough truths
I write to know that I am alive
To breathe again, to feel the blood running through my ink spottedd veins
Because every time these words run through my pen
I can feel my heart start beating again