Writing, by Charles Bukowski

”(…) 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.”