RIP. James. You were the best writer on here. James Freestone was a wonderful writer, and actor. He inspired me to write. It would not be fair to take all the credit for my poetry as he was he reason I wrote, at first. Thanks James.
I have grown to realize nothing is normal, nothing is exactly how the naked eye sees it. Most people on here are secret writers. We don't necessarily hide it from others...but not many people may know us as poets. However, on this site, poets are all we know each other as. It gives us a way to write freely and not be judged of others. This site has seen me through a lot of pleasant, unpleasant, happy, and sad times.
When I was younger I used to write poems monthly. Now, I write when I feel inspiration. It's been awhile since I wrote anything until just recently. Out of completely nowhere I felt this spontaneous urge to write. I guess it shows I'll always love to write. I may not be here for months at a time but I will always come back.
I have a love for angels. I have my own personal angel, my sister, Kori. I believe in God, I love my faith. I'm not a saint. No one is, but I do the best I can.
Comments, requests, or just to say hello; my PM box is always open. It may take awhile but I'll get back to you.