Perhaps the use of poetry, is to be used
to heal heartbreak wounds, piercing from
one’s soul. The pain is long and forever
deepening, as this life is too brief for it to
heal. Remember young poet, in times of
bitter loneliness, you’re still attached to this world
and anyone reads your poems, they’re
attached to you and if they cry as a result,
momentarily the loneliness lessens. There
is no greater search, than the one whos
looks for their soulmate and refuses to believe
they live in myth.