I just wanna write.
Out of everything I’ve known,
I just wanna write.
It, no Write is a gift, my gift.
Write is my freedom.
My light when it’s dark.
Write is beyond my passion.
Write is the blood in the my veins,
The rhythm of my beating heart,
The strength of my weakened muscles,
The excitement of my being.
I just wanna write.
Write keeps my mind clear
I free my mind
From darkness that creeps
With disturbing and insidious agendas
Write makes my hearts words be known
She lets me speak what I can not
I say again
Write is beyond my passion
She is a delicate rose blooming farther out
A sunset with pink or fire sky
She is the beauty of the Northern Lights
She can be cold as the Arctic ice
She can breathless speechless like the top of Mount Everest
She is me as me is her
She is war, love, hurt, beauty, dreams
She is death, hate, regret, devious
She is human
From the writers mind
Write-
All I want to do
All I need to do
I just wanna write
When there’s no end
Beyond my after-life
I just wanna write.
Eternal Freedom 