Why I Write

I write for the sake of a generation lost in their own wandering. I write for the purpose of humoring my own pondering. What am I? Why am I here? Where is my voice? Do we all really have a say? Is there really ever a choice? I have no say in life or death, no say in the ticking of time. But I have the power of paper and pen, the right of expressing what's mine. I write for the sake of words with meaning when life is empty in itself, I write for the sake of dreaming. When I am empty, when it all seems pointless, when I have given up I write for the sake of knowing that just that moment is enough. I write to explain when I can't explain. I write to keep myself insane. I write for Jareth the Goblin King and love we all so wish to steal I write for Alice and for Wonderland, to find where they are real. I write for the creation of lives, worlds waiting to exist in fantasy. I write for the hunger for something more than this unexceptional reality. There is hope somewhere beneath it all, writing frees me from my mind. There is magic in words & somewhere in me, I write to bring that to life.