Why I Write
I write to put at least the thickness of a page
Between myself and my day.
Pen on paper is my type of speech,
And poetry gives me more time to think.
These words will serve as my script for the future,
And have acted as a scrapbook in the past.
My writing is fairly formulaic;
I sift through the strings of echoes
And flashing words inside my head
To spiral in and in;
Trying to increase the accuracy of my words
To best reflect what I mean to say.
It doesn’t always come out right,
But I think it comes out how it best should be.
I write to be able to turn pages on top of
My problems and begin anew
With a crisp blank page on which to scribble
Out a message or a story
Or a story with a message.
My writing helps me put an issue in the past;
That I can then look back on and think:
I got through that — that’s something to be said about me.