Writing again

I wanna write again,
I am writing again,

I wanna write about how I have not been able to face myself in front of the mirror,
Or swallow the extent of my disobedience of late
I wanna write about my relationship  with food and my regular need for air
I write about the lonely walks and the many thoughts that overwhelm me sometimes

I wanna write about leading the inner circle and moments later finding myself on the outskirts
I wanna write about love and my wars with myself
But mostly about love
I wanna write about my multi-faceted personality that takes me from extrovert to  introvert at the snap of a finger
I write about being misunderstood, understanding and shielding myself in

I wanna write about my momentary, interluding crushes on Kindness
I write about how kindness is simply the saxiest and most attractive trait
I wanna write about how the noise in the world makes me feel,
And the days when I wanna escape and shut it all  down.

I write about my greatest Love story
One I don't always understand
One that gives me small  chest-pains
Yet One that I still trust
Because He makes me write about purpose

I wanna write again
I am writing again