The source of my tears

A poem about why i write

I write everyday to work through my pain,
At leaving you behind.
I write to work through the thoughts in my head,
For the answers i can't find.
I write to find comfort in this lonely place,
Far away from home.
I write to work through my deepest of fears,
Of being all alone.
I write for others, I write for myself,
Lines and lines of prose.
I write to disguise the weakness is me,
That nobody else knows.
I write to escape to a world of my own,
That's safe and warm and true.
I write cos it's all that i know how to do,
To take my mind off missing you.
I write with a passion that lies deep within me,
Like a softly burning flame.
I write and i write with a fire in me,
That i cant seem to name.
I write to you now as i sit in this chair,
To show you that i really care.
I write to you now with my thoughts and my fears,
All my emotions, the source of my tears.