Poetry and writing
Reality and fiction
We all bare our hearts and souls in this place
Our fears, love, joy and pain
Shared with people we know
and with total strangers
But do they really hears us?
Can they feel what we write on the level we write it?
Can they make all our words about love, pain and sex superfluous?
We only have our words to express ourselves here
But there is something deeper out there
And it’s real
In this season of love and peace
I wish that all will find that special someone who hears you