When it comes to writing, not many understand.

Writing is a form of art, and you have to have a particular want to understand, in able for that to actually occur.

Hurricanes are named after humans for a reason.

Wicked. Cruel. Ruthless.

We cause damage; we are damaged.

Harm. Heartache. Pain.

But along with all of the hurt and ache, we are beautiful, nonetheless.

Unintentionally, intentionally, we are destroyers.

Evil. Wrong. Corrupt.

We cause damage; we are damaged.

Harsh. Disagreeable. Vile.

The rain drops are our tear drops.

The wind, our breath hitching in our throats, choking on our unsaid words.

Our silent screams, our overflowing feelings, the flooded streets.

The crashing waves are our thoughts, pulling people in and then pushing them away, afraid of getting too close;

Hurt.

Many people have the preconceived idea that people only write because they have to.

Sometimes, sure. But not always.

But for me, I write because creating someone nonfictional or fictional that didn't exist before is the closest thing to magic that I'll ever get.

I write for the off chance that on that piece of paper I will be able to create more than just words.

I write because I want to know what happens next.

I write about my memories and my day. I write about my friends and my family. I write about the past and the future.

I write about what hurts. I write about what keeps me up at night, about the thoughts that drown me.I write because that may just be the only thing between me and insanity.

But I also write about what makes the happiest person alive. I write about what makes me glad to be alive.

I do not write because "no one listens." I am blessed with the people I have chosen to surround myself with, but I write because I believe that the only way for me to move on from something going on in my life is to write it out. I write to remember and I write to forget.

So the next time someone asks, "Why do you write?" I will simply say, "Because it keeps me alive."