Why I Write

There's a voice inside my heart
And she's screaming at the top of her lungs

pick up the pen
get the notebook
sit at the computer
for God's sake
let me talk

She's trapped inside a cage
but she'll slip into my daydreams
and cause me to smile

Or she'll get in my tearducts
and get me to cry

But I need her too

She keeps me sane
keeps the anger and rage at bay

my tears become
her flowing river of words

when she takes over
we're both relieved
like the wave cresting
over
the 
ocean

because we're 

free 

free 
at last

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