When Nothing is Everything

I write because I hurt.

I write because I ache.

I write about all the things I love,

And everything I hate.

I write because it fills my veins;

Adrenaline turned to words.

I write because no one will listen

And I just want to be heard.

I write because the melody

Lulls me back to sleep.

I write because my mind

Is starting to get weak.

I write because I can't remember.

I write because it burns.

I write because without it

I will never learn. 

I write because it speaks my mind

Pain turned poetry

I write because it's all I have

And is a part of me.