I Do Not Because Its Mine

I do not write for you to read I write to let the soul of an injured person bleed to drain the infection as if poetry is the donor of new life, all patched up and pain free.

I do not need a hyped up blog and 40 thousand men or for you to tell me how good I am and try to recommend me to an open mic, just give me a pad a pen and a little time dwell and you will be doing me well.

I do not want to make your heart drop with stories of my pain, or to make you smile with the few pieces of me that remain, all I want to do is become free just as I unleash these these beautiful words that imprison my brain

I do not ask of you to appreciate my work, or to add on my comments to a little girth as long as the words that I write can remain true then I could give a damn what they mean to you.