I Write for two

I do not speak, 'cus my words go unheard, I do not move, 'cus my actions go unseen. I do not cry, 'cus my tears show weakness. I do not laugh, 'cus my smile is stagnant. But I write. I write to plant a seed in those who listen, so I don't go unheard. I write conjure a thought, so I don't go unseen. I write for sympathy, for you to feel my weakness. I write for amusement, so your laughter doesn't go stagnant. So, I write for you. I write to show my existence. I write to show that I breathe, I write to show that blood pluses through each vain. I write to show that that I'm me. But, sometimes, I write for me. I write to prove my sanity, I write to stay calm. I write to express, what cannot be expressed through words. I write to pass time and heal, for each wound is healed, through time. So, you can say I write for you and me. Letters are my antidotes. Words are my remedy. Sentences are my thoughts. And periods, well, periods are my enemy.