I am a writer.

Run fast, Run far.

Write fast, Write far.

Words dart across the page,

uncontrolled, unstoppable.

Expressing the wild within.

You try to control when,

where,

how,

I write.

Well guess what,

You Can’t!

I write like an untamed horse runs,

fast and free.

The exuberance of pen on paper,

Seeing my thoughts as words.

This is how I show people,

Who I am.

This is my release,

from grueling reality.

So yes,

I write for fun.

I scratch verse on every blank page I find.

But you should do the same.

because someday,

this chicken-scratch is going to make me famous.