Words!

I Dream.
I Act.
I Live.
I Breath.

Yet what ever happens,
When ever I do not

I shut down,
and I write, I write words, not of wisdom,

nor do I write words which are of aid,

I write to shut down,
I write to run,
I write to remember,
I write to believe
I write to keep existing.

The words which are hidden will not be seen,
Yet the words which are seen will not be heard.

I close myself, by opening myself.
I grow, by dieing.
That is what I write.