Sometimes there comes a moment where you don't have someone to turn to. No one is around to listen to you. You can't find anyone to talk to. All you have -YOU, your Pen and some paper or two. P.S. Poetry is a two-edged sword. It can be your sheild, it could be your weapon. You just need to learn how to use it wisely. ( Just my opinion :) ) Thank you for reading my poems. It means a lot and I really do appreciate it :)