Forgotten Forest Poetry

A Short Introduction.

I, if anything else, can be described as a human being.

I have thoughts, 

I have feelings, 

Way too many of them perhaps, if you ask my psychologist especially, 

And I like to write them down and share them through poetry,

The art of language, 

The art of words,

Of relating and creating a bond with another human being.

To be human, 

Is to be flawed,

To be passionate,

To be "too much," 

It is the art of fucking it all up,

And then piecing it all back together with stitches and glue,

And that is the journey I plan to take you on. 

Through a fog, a forest, of forgotten memories and emotions. 

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A short collection of poems, written in disorder.