It simply goes to show
That I write to express what I know, what I feel what I believe
Its like a river running free breaking from the levee that contained it like a jar of fireflies
And I am the light.
When I imagine and speak and listen to what is within,
I realize that the only way to be free is to break the metaphoric chains that drive me insane
And then when I feel the world is closing in and the pain breaks within and my soul starts to spin......
I write
I imagine
I dream
I feel.
I AM FREE