Why I Write

Writing is my soul. All of the pieces, ink, paper, thoughts and words. Compose me; enigmatic mosaic of the world. Blind to the faults of judgment. The canary that will never sing. Lock in key, my eternal diary. From sunrise to sunset and the dark side of the moon. Shadow ---> Light, you pulled me through. Somebody to lean on. A helping hand. My shoulder to cry on. My best friend. I write because it makes my spirit sing! Bleeding words out, expressing how I'm feeling. Neither a linear line nor a cyclic cycle. A beautiful apparition of my right axonal fibers.... Here to stay - My reflection, My shadow. I am writing and writing is me.