Why I write

don’t write for fun, I write when I’m undone When the wires in my head all spark and come un-spun When the dark got a grip, when it tightens my lungs I don’t breathe, I just bleed through the tip of the tongue Ink drip, venom in the vein, let it leak out Every line like a fight, I don’t speak, I just freak out Teeth grind, time bends, vision blacked out Tryna claw at the sky but I’m trapped in a blackout Yeah I’m dragging, like chains on a beast in a cave Fire in my throat, every word is a blaze I don’t pray, I ignite, I don’t heal, I just rage Turn the pain into pressure, then I weaponize the page No light, no sight, just the echo of me Tryna find who I was in the wreck I can’t see Every breath feel heavy like it’s debt that I owe So I spit till it’s gone or I got nothing to show I don’t write ’cause I want to, I write ’cause I have to Mind like a war zone, thoughts coming at you Fast, too, crash through, walls I can’t break So I burn every bridge just to feel something shake Dragon in my chest, yeah I breathe like a curse Every verse get worse but it’s better than the hearse If I stop, then I rot, so I keep it in motion Turn a drop of that pain into oceans of explosion