I write

Revised Version - Composed in 2022

I write…
to see what my mind perceives.
I write, 
To calm the weird noises.
I write, 
So, I can breathe words,
Hear them being uttered, while I write them.
I write,
to feel what speech can't achieve,
more time to dwell upon each syllable. 

I write,
So, I can speak to others,
Tell them what I can’t, without mustering some nerves.
These words create a link I don't see an end to.
A bridge that connects 
without leaving the two ends in a vacuum.

I write…
To create,
To annihilate that which I dislike,
Then I return to write again, in the hope
that I create something sublime, 
I have been finding amiss.

There's a power in it,
This creation with words, 
voiced from within, 
hopes intermingled for it,
to reach across screens and shores,
to grasp attention, not just for the words,
But enough to absorb the nuance hidden.

I have time to think this way, to articulate.
I can revise, redact, and recreate.
I can play with words, their sounds, and their meaning
Or create new ones, like the bard ye shalt not name… 

I write, 
To feel free from caged and unbidden
feelings and thoughts.
I write, 
To escape the reactions in person.
I write, 
Since it feels like liberation,
The breath that was stuck,
Released through effort-filled sighs.

I seek power, 
To rise and soar above the negatives.
It brings peace to my muddled narratives.
I write,
To hide, express and reflect.
I write,
To keep the sounds coherent.
I write…because…
It stills me.

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Soft toy recreated in my Sketchbook in July 2025