Why, Why Do.......... I Write?

Why I write?

Why do I write?

I write to live on… beyond

My time

What else can I leave behind?

My clothes, phones, and jewelry can’t go on with me

As a matter of fact

They change and get outdated so fast that it can’t even count

Pictures can speak 1,000 words to so many, but what about me?

Pictures can give you a glimpse, unless you want to get closer

To my words, with my words, the words I choose to write

Shows my patterns of thinking

My emotions

What I been through and done

What I want to do?

Who I love, despises, want, need, and desire.

It comes from me

Through my hands, my mind

It physical, it shows movement

The fluency and agility of my mind

The translation of my thoughts and feelings

Transcribed vicariously in random increments of time

I write just cuss’

My heart wishes to speak

But sometimes my mind and heart can’t talk at the same time

It gets too confusing and jumbled up

So I choose to write

To clear up the confusion

Get them in agreement

To realize, to discover, uncover truths

To separate fact from fiction and to create a clear distinction of the two

I must admit sometimes that don’t always work

And sometimes I refuse to accept these things

But on paper these truths can never lie or hide

Honesty is the highest state that my writing can live in

Otherwise it won’t survive

Against the strict scrutiny I impose on myself

And my illusions of understanding the realities of life

Lastly I write

Because I hope

That one day I can connect

Transcend to a place,

That allows me to travel beyond the walls of my mind

And somehow reach the fingertips of those

Who like me are seeking for an understanding, a state of higher consciousness?

So This is Why, Why I Write

Thank You