Saturday, June 13, 2009

So I Write

I've spoken too much. It gets to my head. I need calm, calm. To become someone new, to cease the veins throbbing with seething blood, fogging the world and all with it in a red mist.

So I write.

To think in quiet, to listen where there are no words to be heard, to see the world from a dark nook with only the moon-gleam. So I write.

1 comment:

The Horny Bitch said...

Writing helps to organise thoughts..