Why i write

Sitting in my living room... on the edge of my couch... submerged in the deaf like silence that lives in this house... and I know what you're gonna say..."Rick? Don't you live wit your spouse... Yes but she's asleep right now So I have no one to kiss Or who can listen to this mouth. So I let my fingertips Kiss my keyboard... it's such an easy way to stay entertained And never be bored... I like using my imagination It's a great way to see more.. I can be more.. do more... I can ride the back of dragons While shooting lil green aliens Running across the moon floor... N that's why I write Because I can view more Than just reality... Especially when stress Gets relentless... It helps me get thru the times I sit alone and cry Because I don't have any friendships.. N this is why I write in the morning.. Why I write at night.. It's better than mourning Over every time i have a fight... some people just snap and grab a knife... I just sit back and write..