Why I Write

I write simply Because I am afraid Afraid because without it I’m nothing and nothing is I I write because I am sad Sad because it is the only thing I have I write because I am hurt Hurt because it gives me strength but also takes strength from me I write because I fear Fear that I will fail and end up disappointing you again I write because I feel it within my bones But its not a good feeling It feel like something is eating away of my soul Eating what makes me human A beast A monster Something has a hold But the music I make when my fingers tap the keys Or maybe it’s the dance I create when my pen hits the paper Whatever it is Its seems to calm the beast I write because I need a escape Because my reality will never become your reality And that’s okay I write because I need too When I get my words down things start to make sense I am no longer afraid I am no longer sad I am no longer hurt When I let the words free You ask why I write I ask if man is cut does he bleeds Both answer are the same I believe its called Human nature