a conflagration

I

W. R. I. T. E.

Because if i dont,

I

might just

B!

U!

R!

S!

T!

with all these words inside me.

My thoughts won't let me sleep

my feelings take giant leaps

my fingers tremble like withered leaves

my sanity silently weeps.

my skin creeps

my breath leaves

my mind gyrates

my teeth grate

and that is why

I

W. R. I. T. E.

-V.S.