All I wanna do is write, sometimes in the middle of the night I just get up, open my notebook up and just write, see for me this is my release, this is when I am at complete peace, at the moment my pens tip hit the page dont nothin else matter, even if God started Armegeddon while I was writing, I'd probably be too focused on my thoughts, I prick my skin so a lil blood can touch the lines, therefore when you read em you know my soul is into this, I grow my nails when I set sail so even when there's no paper around, I can scratch my words onto the hull of this ship as I grip to not go overboard in the storm in what I call....CONVERSATION...it is the storm that is within myself, talking too myself, naw, more like talking to the inner me that only a certain few have had the privilege to see, I write with my right, the same side that goes numb when I sleep, all because the right side of me is the side that has endured the most pain for the majority of my life, I write to ease the burden of me thinkin bout family that aint family at all, cause when others who aint even traced in your bloodline are more of a brother than your actual brother, its sad, so at times like that I get mad, and migth use a damn, hell, or even a , cause words aren't bad depending on the intent you use them in....I just wanna write, let go of all my worries and cares, stare at the sky and use the stars as pinpoints, and whatever direction my pen points, thats the way that I go, I let the ink flow because all I wanna do is write, whether late nights or early mornings, I write during mourning so that my tears are visible without ruining my skin, cause my true pain comes from within, and without that pen, I'd breakdown mentally....now, just let me write