Writer With a Cause

I’m utterly lost without you

My world has become a temple built of you

My soul is your throne

My hand, your instrument

We are known for falling for other humans

I have a human I adore

But you are my passion

I was created to write

A day without writing leaves me feeling incomplete

I scribble, I create, I express

Still I crave more

I’m a writer without a reader

I was made to write

I feel it in my blood, stronger everyday now

It unifies my bones

It seeps through my skin

Pours from my lips

Bleeds from my pen

It fills me to my fingertips

I ache to let it out and put it on display

I was born to write

Whatever a purpose is, this is it

Whatever a calling has been, this is mine

Whatever my pain is, this is my cure

Whatever my mood may be, this is my clarity

Tell me I’ve done for you what you have done for me

Declare my worth in your name

Adore my works for you are my muse

You are my arrow, sweet words

You are the only thing I know to be true

You are the only form I naturally possess

Dwell in me the rest of my days

For I cannot fathom another way to live

You are

And I am

So let’s be

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