Why I Write

I have found that when I write and expose my inner self, I serve as a counselor to my own soul. I heal myself from pain, stress, and unexplained emotions that are at times unrealized until the pen begins to magically bring the paper alive

Why I write
Because self-expression is enlightenment

Why I write
Because the pen is insignificant, once used, it’s mighty

Why I write
Because there are many loud voices, and my voice must be heard

Why I write
Because writing is the outward expression of who I am and what I feel

Why I write
Because I am not judged on the basis that I am a woman, my writing is faceless

Why I write
Because I am not solely an expression of the blackness of my skin, I am much more

Why I write
Because I am “Superwoman” and my burdens make my experiences valuable to others

Why I write
Because my tongue becomes tied, but my mind and my pen allow words to flow freely

Why I write
Because reason and reality are ever changing, if you fail to note them they disappear

Why I write
Because I am an enigma; and you will never know who I am, unless I tell you

Why I write
Because writing is the calculated release of all that is held inside of me

Why I write
Because writing has become my spine, my support

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