Sometimes you write about things that don’t make sense. Sometimes you have to live in the poetry to write it. Sometimes you live the story itself, and sometimes the story lives inside you. I write to give my fellow sufferers a piece of myself that makes them feel…not so alone. Even if the words I write aren’t always true, they’re never false. I write the words people need to read. I write them so my friends can hear themselves inside it. If you get lost in a poem, the poet has done their job. It’s their only birthright to put into words something someone else cannot say. It’s not to make sense, or even to sound poetic. Just to make it mean something to someone, not even anyone in particular.