To Write

Matters of thought that may be written to vent As time and days are difficult instead of ease To write to find that place where words spill and spread Spent minds messages that pay more mind rent Measuring each passing thought if the value is worth the type To think to write what is in mind as passage to the next line A verse a phrase a sentence to read each word piece by piece Merging to become a master of bits woven crocheted and knit Sewn through till new lines emerge with what is written Lifted are those gifted to figure the eight styles of wisdom Poetically a tale of lost writing into my minds spiral well Distant has been these days spent without recording The data I find to be useful in time to look back upon from my own writing Only now I see the beauty of me that is written lyrically Denying myself my most deep of thoughts One day to remember the struggling writer me To write to read to see these changes To read then write the changes that I see Eventually it passes the moments my mind lapses From the joy of writing each day that passes never away Collapsing are those thoughts to not write Leaving me with my own minds madness inside Torn is the tearing from the fear of sharing Revealing to myself my conundrumous enclosure called life