Like many people, I started writing poetry in my mid-teens to express my deepest and darkest emotions in a private and controlled outlet. This not only helped to bring a form of peace to my soul, but also brought a balance to my mind.
Over time the words and feelings developed, a certain flow or rhythm emerged which should hopefully become apparent to any readers. My inner most thoughts, my feelings, and my aspirations are all contained herein. So, why make all of these emotions public?
Writing poetry frees the mind and cleanses the soul, but this is only a temporary release as long as the words are kept secret. The only true way to set your heart and mind free is to release those inner most thoughts and feelings to the world.
So, to paraphrase W. B. Yeats; 'When you walk through these poems, tread softly because you tread upon my dreams.'
alone I walk the streets at night,
alone I pray to end this life,
alone I am, alone I stay,
alone I live, in endless strife,
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a time to cheer, a time to cry,
a time to live, a time to die,
a time to sleep, a time to wake,
a time for real, a time for fake,
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These shades of long forgotten dreams,
in memories long ripped at the seams,
Through dormant thoughts within my mind,
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Each born a mass of jaggered shards,
soon scattered like so many cards,
as through the years each piece is turned,
and joined or to the void returned,
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