Why I write.



Writing simply  helps me breathe,

Washes my soul before I leave.
Allows me somewhere to place the ink,
To show the world what I think.

Letters, words and rhyme
Are part of my being all the time.
Life without a place to write
Would be like sleep without the night.

A place for love, humour and pain,
Somewhere to be time and again.
Without the pen I wouldn’t be me,

To not exist, to not be free.

I would love to know why you write, why you do  what you do.

. Leave me a comment please.

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