jumping in because the only thing to be scared of is myself coming face to face with my utterly naked self
never gave it much thought but my mind is filled with too many sporadic ideas too many to share to burden to annoy to pester for to give others such an erratic appearance of my brain would leave me completely alone
so I keep them to myself
but I've always wanted to create beauty let it flow out of my soul
so here it goes
save poem save poem save poem
but this is not a poem this is just scrambled thoughts for now that is as much as I can commit