I Write

With locked jaw frustration resembling pain, with a mind bubbling over releasing so as not to go insane I write.... From the corner of my mind that rocks back and forth along side the pitiful person who knows not her worth I write.... Sponged in sadness, sopped in madness overly concerned with the worlds un gladness I write.... Wonder why this, wonder why that, needing to know all of the facts I write.... Point of view here, point of view there so long as the point is relatively fair I write....