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people always ask why i write,
all the time i get it
"greg, why waste your time with words?
there's no use for them anymore anyways."
and despite the frustration,
i force out a quick smile and a sentence
"i don't know, friend, it's just who i am, i guess"
and move on

you want to know why i really write?
you want to know why i waste the precious days away?
because i've got demons in here,
daily threats to my sanity
and i let them lounge around in these useless words, once a day
and when they are done, i spit this poison out through my pen

if i didn't write, the demons would grow restless
and then no amount of time would be able to stop them
so i continue on, stumbling my way through this life
and give the demons their hour or two a day to themselves
praying that it is enough to satiate their need for escape

but i've got a 3 foot rope tied and ready for the day they get free
...just in case

Oh dear, should I get an exorcist ready for you?