Hello Poetry,

I haven't spoken to you in quite a while
I've been contemplating
Wondering
Dreaming
Shattered my old dreams
And now i try to salvage the remains

However, I have a question for you...
You, Hello Poetry
You are the only hero to my broken soul
Writing on here is my only outlet
My freedom
My writing dream...
And I ask...
As I contemplate the future
I wish to have one day...
Who are you all?
Who are you?
You brilliant minds...
What careers did you choose to follow?
What made you write?
What created this desire inside you to escape life with writing?
Who made you into a writer?
Books? Influential figures in your life? Moments?Experiences?
What has caused you to have a constant flow of words from your palms?
Who are you?
Are you writers?
Are you artists?

I apologise for these questions...
So demanding and prodding at your lives...

I am merely curious...
You see, I don't want to lose my spark...
The writing spark...
I don't want it to diminish into nothing if I choose a monotonous, boring career...

I just want to know your secret, Hello Poetry...

How do you keep the spark?
Who are you?


My love to all you brilliant writers
Of poetry that soothes my aching heart
In moments of need

God bless.