Wanderings of a Thoughtless Mind: Chapter 6.2

I write for i know noone is reading,

I write to free myself,

i write out of lack of companionship,

I write to liberate whats felt.

The staccato of my writing,

is almost always when im down,

but i have been writing off late,

since there is no frown.

I write to express myself,

I write to illuminate,

thoughts i have only thought off,

I write to illustrate.

Illustrate and accentuate,

my thoughts and hopes and what i dreamt,

I dont read what i write,

And I dont write to be read.

I write because im sad,

I write because im trapped,

I never write with a story in my head,

What flows out is never tapped.

The tap constricts what is flowing,

Its a control on my thought,

and control is what I give up,

When i write its from the heart and never from the top.

I write what i feel,

I write because i ramble,

I write to free myself,

I write therefore I am.