When I don’t write

When I don’t write things get worse

I think that’s the first

Antecedent

I’m dead inside when I don’t write

When I don’t write I fight

Myself

I can’t challenge what I think

Further into darkness I sink

Alone

When I don’t write I get stuck in my mind

Because I’m blind

And I can’t see my words

I look At words like a friend

To me messages they send

Of what I can’t say

Writing is calming

Keeps me from the embalming

Writing keeps me alive

With words I feel seen

The express what I mean

On a page

Writing is how I live

How I give

To the world

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