why write

I’m tired of writing but not because I don’t think anyone’s hearing me
because I think Most are fearing what they’ll feel if they listen to the layers I speak
if they take the time to read deep Enough to hear the tears that’s bleed clear in me 
 to speak of the fear in me 
do I write to free the spirit i hear so deep 
a constant fall then freeze of the spirit I breathe then grow to branch then leave season after season seized
Do I write because it makes sense today 
do I breathe deep enough to write what will make the most sense in my futures fate 
A place where I can reflect and catch the past opening more perspective meant for better with age and purpose not just memory that last 
Do I write because I don’t live the verses inside so express it through my internal peace that I lace together thru sense or rhyme 
    Am I seeking the extension of the ink
where I can speak what my body and mind bleed 
Do I seek a community within to conceive thru ink 
Do I build a written brick by brick wall to contain my spirit in captivity 
To deny my unspoken thoughts so lonely 
To read to myself a place to roam free 
If I wrote a poem today is it done or did I still have more to say 
Can I catch that poem again and finish it later 
Will it truly be a poem ,a story ,or maybe even make it to printed paper one day 
Can I weave my link that sings my dreams 
As I get lost in the ink that releases my inner most compass of inner most needs 
The wisdom that mends the pieces inside
 Where I just had to write a reading light 
So I could see the spirit I seek when within the dark of dreaming nights 
Am I putting a letter in a mailbox for my mind to process and request from dreams a wish or two every night before bed before I rest my dues 
If I keep writing will my spirit hear my call thru the perspective of all 
Will I find my piece of time and my peace inside 
Will others seek as I do
to join efforts and recoup 
Will my head and hand draw the words that will help one man 
be it me or You 
or anyone that’s taken the time to break apart my clues 
To read all the way through for the time well spent feel good blues 
Just see things a little deeper where 
We all grow with a shared perspective of a unified definition and deeper truths 
A common factor of how we express what we can’t live from our inside views of deeper roots 
I write because it gives me wings 
wether I’m up or down and how I start or end the poetry 
Let’s me free from inside 
to make it eternal in my heart that I’ve expressed all the blood u don’t see when u read my eyes 
A sense of release that helps clear the storms that sometimes cloud my life and mind 
The only true freedom of speech that can create more common nature between humanities eyes 
I write for me but I write for sake never name 
I write to keep a positive pace and possible more but at least one positive change 
Positive ways thru pains inside made proactive rays thru reactive light 
Feelings others might align and feel comfort there not alone because they recognize 
We all shine low but we all shine high . 
So I’m tired of writing but I’m gonna do it anyway 
because my spirit won’t let me stop seeking my soul and tell it what we need to say 
I’ve  been right I’ve been wrong do I gotta go or do i get to stay 
One day will it get the message back or do I continue to write as I prey