I write because it's the only way out of that bubble everything is trapped inside
I write all that I feel to a blank page
And it's like hugging silence
You'll never understand
It's the only sentimental lust I'll allow myself to feel
Confined to the flat black and white letters
Each word healing yet exposing hidden wounds
I've written too many things I've never said
Strangers know more about me than my own friends
I write myself to happiness
Set my soul free
I write my conversations with God
All my hopes and dreams
I write about the past I can't remember
The things I never want to forget
Each and every poem
Shows my life in progress
I write so I can breathe
Its my way of doing things
I write out forgiveness
To live, laugh and believe
I write out the love I couldn't give
I write my fears so I could face them
About all that I never knew yet miss all the same
I write about loss and it takes away the pain
I spill my secrets to the world
Yet whisper lies to the tides
But it keeps returning for the truth
That I promised to hide