Words

Sometimes I write to communicate,
sometimes I write to record.
Sometimes I write to praise,
Sometimes to stories hoard.

Sometimes I write for others,
Sometimes I write for me.
Sometimes I write for those
I think I could help be.

Sometimes I write to show off,
sometimes I write me to sleep.
Sometimes I write to shout,
sometimes I write to weep.

Sometimes my mind just wanders
and wants to trace its path.
Sometimes my heart just flounders
and finds words helpful grasp.

Sometimes I whisper secrets
sometimes I burst in joy.
Sometimes I seek to uncover mysteries,
and sometimes words are my toy.

Sometimes I write in colors
sometimes in white and black.
And sometimes in words I conceal
my pain, fear, spite, or wrath.

Sometimes my words debug me,
sometimes they paint me inside.
Sometimes they come and hug me,
long after I've let them fly.

Sometimes words paint a moment
sometimes they make you feel.
Sometimes they sound like music,
sometimes they help me heal.

Sometimes they come in torrent,
sometimes like playful stream.
and sometimes I dig a desert
to seek a drop lost in between.

Sometimes I offer gratitude,
sometimes I profess love.
and at times I just imagine
what it all looks like from above.

Anyway, words, I'm grateful,
You've helped me find this Now.
Thanks.