It's all so bitter and dull but it's an obsession that i've come to love

It fuels my fire and I can't stand not having it

I think I might need an intervention cause this is getting out of control

What am I gonna do? Can I cope with this for much longer?



I am addicted to this sweet little thing called poetry.

The sweet slew of words all mashed up in one big stew that we all can then enjoy.

From the bittersweet love poems to the hysterical funny ones.

They all inspire us to explore our own creativity and pour our hearts out.

Whether it's on stage, or in a collection. It is truely my favorite art form.

It doesn't take much effort but it does consume quite a lot of your precious time.

But it's worth every second wasted putting pencil to paper.

Your poems are your gospel. So preach them like they've never been preached before.

Even if it's impressing a crowd, or impressing a random stranger who reads them.

It still is inspiring and I love everything about it.

Some people thing of it as a hobby, but I think of it as a lifestyle.

A lifestyle that I want to embrace and soak up until i'm blue in the face.

Because poetry changed my life for the better.

And that's all that matters.