Clinging to Words

I have to write

The fingers hit the keys

Eyes on the ceiling

Heart in my hand

Pumping

Beating out the rhythm

Of a song that only I know

But somehow you sing to it

Find some kind of meaning to it

That represents your life

And validates your strife

 

I have to write

Phrasing what I’m feeling

Truth in disguise

Haven for narration

Flowing

Growing like a reed

To save myself from drowning

From the demons I’ve created

In the words articulated

I will hold on

And continue this song

 

I have to write…