I Write

I write because it heals me, it frees me because it sees me. I write because it knows me, flows me, into pools of refreshing that fills my soul.

I write because I choose to, I want to, I need to, for not many speak my language. I write because it is a way to reveal myself, to encourage myself, to empower myself in a world that is not my real home.

I write because I am pen to paper, fingers to my keyboard, crayons to my art, so I can express through words my heart and my soul.

I write with the colors of my emotions, with the vibrancy of my thoughts to share the depth and wonder of who I am.

I write not for the sake of writing but for the the many who want to say, have something to say, need to say, but are not sure of how they can say, speak or share without being judged.

I write because I know and believe that their voices long to be heard, yearns to be heard, dares to be heard, desires to be heard,

and so I write… because.