Why I Write: Breathe.
Stop shouting at me, stop screaming, stop yelling, breathe.
A little silence, quiet, peace is all I need,
I don't wanna take a blade to my wrist, feel that pain,
Just to know that I'm breathing, even going insane,
That's not me anymore, close your eyes and breathe,
For every breath I take, the words flow free,
Every pulse of my heart is another chain of words,
Letting every feeling escape through my fingertips is what I prefer,
The warmth of every word's comfort replaces the cold,
The plethora of emotions no longer remain untold,
All I have to do is close my eyes, inhale and breathe,
Poetry gives me the meaning of life, the very warmth inside of me..