No title in mind,
Just writing to write,
Putting words on a page,
But not giving life.

Used to lose myself in the words,
Breathing my soul into the statement,
Sorrow, lose, hurt, and anger,
Love, life, laughter, and kindness.

Stories to to be told that I've left in my head,
Words are now spoken,
Not written and read.

Passion used to escape on the words of each page,
Each word in red,
No matter the ink,
Each word written in red.

Soul in each line,
Now there just isn't time,
So I'm writing just to write,
Every day I'll try.

That's the resolution,
Words on a page,
Each day,
I'll find myself again.