Visions

Many have asked me why I write too much. Why I get my head buried in a grave of deep vocabularies that I never want to dig myself out of. See...what they don't understand is that... Words are art, and you can paint whatever you want. They draw pictures in my imagination, and they color the heart. See... they breathe life into my vision, and only then can I see clearly Who I am! What I am! Who I'm meant to be! See words flow through my veins, and every time I write, I bleed them out through my pen... And theybstill say to me : "Words cannot be your only friend." No!!! See...The Ink never judges, and the Paper always listens! This is poerty Makopii!<3💗