"I Write because I Burn"
I don’t write because I have something to say, I write because if I don’t, the silence will consume me.
I write because I burn. Because the words rise like smoke from a breath that's choking.
I write to gather my scattered pieces, to shape the chaos, to prove that something inside me still moves, still resists.
Each line, a step into the dark. Each period, a breath that dared to leave.
I don’t write to be saved, I write so I don’t vanish.












