I Write For

A Man's Manifesto

I write for

the man at his wit’s end

I write for

the man with tears streaming down from his eyes, facing the pain he’s inflicted

I write for

the man who feels completely lost, like an empty vessel careening toward the jagged rocks

I write for

the man who wants to give in because he wants to give up

I write for

the man who can’t seem to ever get it right no matter how hard he tries to just have a normal fucking day

I write for

the man who just wants peace but is constantly at war

I write for

the man who thought he was clean but has blood on his hands

I write for

the man who loves her so much but can’t stop hurting her

I write for

the man who weeps in despair, his life in disrepair

I write for

the man who wants to break free from his prison, the man who yearns to just breathe

I write for

the man in the void

I write for

the man who’s been shattered, battered, and bruised

I write for

the man who can’t see this go on much longer

I write for

the man who lost it all

I write for

that man.

That man was me.

If that man was me, that man could be you.

I write as

a lifeline

I write as

a warm embrace in the cold

I write as

a broken instrument, reclaiming my song

I write as

a brother who wants you to be happy and to prosper

I write as

a son who wants his parents to be proud

I write as

a reformed breaker, now a builder

I write as

a man who wants to make things right

I write as

a believer in something greater than myself

I write as

a person who has faith that there’s always hope

I write as

an admirer of God’s creations

I write as

a defender of the hopeless

I write as

a listener, a healer

I write as

a warrior, a conqueror

I write as

a man who’s got something to say

I write as

a man that has something to do