Everything I write
is trash
Every word I type
is garbage
My thoughts are jammed
in my brain
like paper in a printer
The ink seeps through
and stains my skin
It's getting hard to breathe

I sit down at
my desk
Stare at the screen
and write
The words pour out
of my clogged brain
Pent up ideas
stop bouncing off the walls
of my mind
I stop holding my breath

The words flow
Spreading across the pages
The trash
is thrown out of my mind
The headache eases
and pain ebbs
The ink seeps through
and stains my hands
I can breathe again

Everything I write
is trash
Every word I type
is garbage
But this is how
I cope
This is how
live
This is why I write