I write because…

I write because…

Why do you write, they asked?

I Write Because…


I write because my voice asks me to now.

Because for years, I silenced her.

I write because I speak now,

After a lifetime of listening.

Listening to others.

To noise.

To stories that weren’t mine.

For too much. Too long.


I write because I want to connect.

To meet you there,

In that sacred, quiet space

Where something in you recognizes something in me.

Where my voice speaks about you, too.

Even if you don’t say a word.


I write because in my words I pour my heart,

So she can finally have a voice.

Not a whisper. Not a murmur.

But a full, embodied voice

That dares to be heard.


I write because the words scream in my throat,

And I no longer want to keep them caged.

Because expression is survival,

And creation is how I breathe.


My voice has its own will.

And power.

To create stories:

About pain and loss.

About joy and wonder.

About love and grief.

About fear, and all that we carry on our shoulders.

About what kept us small,

And the truth that could set us free.

About the anger stuck in our bodies,

And the freedom we didn’t allow ourselves to feel.


I write because it is both scream and prayer.

Both fire and balm.

Both rebellion and grace.


I write because when my voice rises,

I feel alive.

I remember I exist.

I remember I matter.

And I taste the hope of my becoming.


I write to hold my heart in safety.

To wrap it in presence.

To let life pour back into my body,

Drop by drop. Word by word.


I write because I don’t want to feel alone.

And because I want you to remember,

You are not wrong.

You are not broken.

You are enough.

You are the story, the poem.

You are not lonely.


Even if it feels that way sometimes.

Especially then.


We share the same stories.

The same ache.

The same longing.

We walk similar paths.

And we are not meant to walk alone.


I write because somewhere,

Someone is reading these words

With tears in their eyes,

A hand on their heart,

And a whisper rising from within:

Me too.


I write because I want you to know:

You are doing amazing.

You are whole.

You are beautiful.

You are brave.


And you are so very loved.🤍


Aniela


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