Dee

(poems go here) Why I do I write? I write because my heart burns. My heart burns as I try to survive, My heart burns as I live from day to day. As I stand for myself and those around, I know I need to stop the burning in my heart. Problems flow over me like a waterfall, My pen and paper become my umbrella. My pen and paper become a sword, To fight my dragons and demons. They become my lifeline to sanity, And my escape from this world. I write because words shared verbally, Can create issues and conflict. Words shared verbally, Can lead you to lands too far to return. So I write instead. I write for myself, To keep me tethered to earth. I write to run away, A pen and paper become my magic carpet. I fly far away where pain cannot touch me. So far that others cannot find me, Cannot touch me. Other people are why I write, They drive me up wall, They drive me to the brink, Where all I want to do is run. I want to run away sometimes. But my pen and paper keep in check. They keep me present, here and sane. I write because life wants me dead, My pen and paper want me alive.