This place is a home even though it doesn't have walls. It's the place I can run to when the demons won't stop swirling in my head like a tornado turning the wrong way. It's the place I can shelter from the storm even though there is no roof to keep me warm. It's fate that I came across this place. No matter how long I stray away I always come back. I'm drawn to this place like a moth to light, like a phene to nicotine. Hell, I'd probably be dead in a ditch today if this place hadn't of let me stay where I won't freeze to death, where I don't have to fight the thoughts in my head, where I am sure I'll be safe. I'll always be thankful for this place, because it's my one and only escape.
Hello Poetry is my escape. Thank you to the people who created this place!!!