And I write to think

I write:
to exorcise
the demons
of the night.

I write:
for family and friends,
(though many times
to make amends).

I write:
for times I couldn’t pen
a line, and for when
I didn’t even try.

I write:
so my hands are occupied,
they’d choke
me if denied.

I write:
to thank my family
for completely
loving me.

I write:
because I have
the choice of words
I didn’t voice today.

I write:
for emotional release,
no greater peace
than artistic catharsis.

…and I write
to think
(therefore I am)!
© I.D. Carswell