I do not write my story for sympathy or applause. I write because my pen is wet with life and begs me to move it with purpose. I dream of word strings and writing amazing things. I write my life because no one else ever will and no one else will ever have to.
Penning my deeds so I know the deeds were done. My hand knows the letters that make my past. Killing words to steal their meaning. My writing becomes my meaning, the meaning of my life. Purpose found, please give me strength. To write all the things till the things are done.
I am not a poet, but I see poetry. I’m not an author and yet I see my name on books. I am what I am and that is what is written. The written me by the writer.
Jason C. Cushman