Writing

often it is the only 

thing 

between you and 

impossibility. 

no drink, 

no woman's love, 

no wealth 

can 

match it. 

nothing can save 

you 

except 

writing. 

it keeps the walls 

from 

failing. 

the hordes from 

closing in. 

it blasts the 

darkness. 

writing is the 

ultimate 

psychiatrist, 

the kindliest 

god of all the 

gods. 

writing stalks 

death. 

it knows no 

quit. 

and writing 

laughs 

at itself, 

at pain. 

it is the last 

expectation, 

the last 

explanation. 

that's 

what it 

is. 

Charles Bukowski