As To Why

As I write as I type as I wonder as to why I think about the thoughts that are passing by Like clouds above the wind has moved Blowing strong and growing cold as fall is almost through A gusty place to be outside letting it sink in Who, where and how are you is all that has crept in To think to type to write uncontrollably from the inside Are you there as I am wondering as to why? As I write as I type as you are somewhere The different strokes of messages tender and shows care Dedicating seconds to minutes that tick by Answering internal questions of the mounting madness as to why Who, where and how are you is this minds endless Swept beneath a surface of disbelieving purpose A churning of mind to stomach sickening Who, where and how are you somewhere without knowing me Truly the madly that is deeply setting in A manner of living that may be better spent Observing through the writings that are continuous Are you aware of the care that is there? In the matter of time that is taken to share Are you the type to write and wonder why? My type the type as I write time flies Flooding words flowing into song Is this wrong it seems to be so Asking to receive that yes or no Only from me though only from I As I type as I write and I wonder as to why