Hello, I love writing, it's my vent, my outlet, and my mirror. It's my eyes, those windows, for those who can't see my face and it is made of, and makes up who I am. My poetry is my heart, worn on my sleeve. It's my nightmares, my sleepless nights, my lovely dreams, and my tear-filled pillow. It's everything I've ever wanted to say, but couldn't. It's everything I think when I see the source of it, and am unable to force through my lips. So it is released through my pen, and hidden, and cherished, and sent out hoping the source realizes who s/he is to me.