“Do some fun writing.” (Helpful advice)
Don’t you know that my soul can’t handle fun
It’s off limits for my mind and it makes me undone
Trying to find the thing labeled fun.
I write because my fingers twirl
Words rotate and rotate as I swirl
The world is not real and neither am I
Unless words create my alibi.
I never had a childhood, I never knew on moment or two
Where there wasn’t the weight of something on me
A weight that I wouldn’t give up to be free
Write for fun would be sacrilege
I write to let others know I live
I write so my mind doesn’t take control
I write so that others will have the reasons to know
They aren’t alone in this universe
They aren’t unseen in the world’s many seas
Their words will echo inside my writing
Their mind resounding the ink loud and clear.
Write for fun, take a break?
My soul can’t handle the time it wastes
Let me have a pen in hand
Let me show you and make you understand
Let me become the mysterious ease
That fills your soul when you finally see
Words that echo thoughts you never heard,
Words that touch your soul on solid rock
Melting it into a piece of flesh
Something we’ll both love and grow to see
As a miracle that words breathed.