I need to write,

I need to fight for every breath I breathe

Without poetry,

Or symmetry,

Creativity,

It’s the key to my life,

No better way to deal with strife

Than to write,

It gives me the right,

To speak my opinion liberal or not,

Or if it makes you cry like an onion you cut to throw into a pot,

My opinion is mine,

I am allowed to write,

Because poetry saved my life,

In the dark it’s become my light,

Despite all this death it’s always been my life,

I need to write,

I need it to survive