Archive | April, 2015

I Write

17 Apr

I write because I cannot feel, my heart doesn’t know what’s real.

I write because I cannot speak, and when I do I feel defeat.

I write because life’s not fair, society does not seem to care.

I write because there’s no one here, to listen to my hopes and fears.

When the spoken word is gone, the written word still breaths on.

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