I want to write,
I want to break hearts,
Like a potter building the sides of a vase,
I want to reinforce confidence,
And watch as the eyes of my readers light up,
I want to bring them to tears,
But I want them to feel less empty,
Comforted by my words and characters and thoughts.
I want to meld my mind with theirs,
Show them what's in my head.
I want to open my heart and let them see it,
Splayed out, so they can take what they need to repair their own.
I want to share all this confusion and hollowness and complete bliss.
I want to write.