The Reason Why

To think of a reason why I write

Is like thinking of the reason 

Why I breathe, to be alive.

To feel that I can go atleast 

A day knowing I can make it.

Writing releases the pain I feel.

The emotional pain that some take out physically.

Writing is like my therapist. 

Well to be honest, poetry is. 

I can say what I am feeling 

Is words that some may not understand,

But those who do can, relate. 

I can hide my feelings and not many can notice

In my writings...in my poems. 

Writing overall helps me be alive,

Just like breathing. 

I may not be a good writer, but to me

I am all the words I write. 

All of those emotion I put in the poems that

Have run through my veins onto a 

Blank sheet of no emotion. 

I am the writer of my life. 

To write is to breathe.