I don’t want to write tonight…
but as a writer I have to.
I’ve committed completely to giving my all and my very being to this typing on a screen.
I don’t do it for me.
I do it for everything I know I’m supposed to be.
I write to reach the hopeless and broken beings.
I write to push through and come out fine on the other side.

I write to sort thru emotions
but who am I trying to convince here..
the reader on your side
or the writer on mine.

I AM a writer. and I know this to be true.
but I didn’t used to be.
I didn’t used to know how I felt.
I didn’t used to understand anything.
I guess I still don’t.
I’ve just made sense of where I am and I’ve aligned myself with destiny.
I’ve changed my life indefinitely.

and I pray to god every night for the moment I get to wake up tomorrow.

that’s why I write.

I write to remember simple moments.
I write to remember why I try.
I write to remember how I felt today.
I write to remember why I cry.
I write to remember why I lie.
and I write to remember my life as mine.
and give others the chance to read about my time..
my time isn’t long on this earth.
but I’m proud to say I’m doing my best. and I know you are too.
and if you do anything today..
just remember why
you write.
and with this
I say
Goodnight.

© The Depressionist