Sometimes I Write

Sometimes I write about things that I've seen.

Sometimes I write about places I've been.

Sometimes the words just don't quite seem to fit.

Sometimes processing thoughts can be a bitch.

Sometimes I write to escape life's cold grasp.

Sometimes I want nights to forever last.

Sometimes tomorrow is too far away.

Sometimes the nights are longer than the days. 

Sometimes I write simply because of words.

Sometimes I wish I could fly like a bird.

Sometimes I rhyme, and sometimes I don't.

Sometimes I think, and sometimes I won't.

Sometimes my words are unprepared reactions.

Sometimes I can't rid myself of distractions.

Sometimes the world seems so lovely and dear.

But most times I really just wish you were here.