I write

I write out of necessity
I write to unlock my hell
I write to stay well
I write about my pain
I write to keep from going insane
I write because of  love
I write to stay above
My own sublime intellect
The rope of ink tattooed
Around my neck.
I write to learn
I write to yearn
For more
To open and shut doors
And reach the core
Of my heart and your soul
I write
Because
The need
To bleed
To say
To spray
All that I see
Inside you and me
I write

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker